Chapter 1 I really can't say that I invented the idea but when I moved to Chicago about a year and a half ago, I didn't know anyone, especially anyone of the opposite sex which is, in my case, female. Look, it was a new city, a very big city, I had a new job, a new apartment, a new car, and now I wanted someone new to share it with. Well, okay, and somebod...
Note from the Author: Meant as part of an ongoing series (I hope). I want to send a special thanks to Colleen Thomas. Her work in both The Run, and Voices, helped inspire me to work on some of my own Cyber Punk genre experiences, having been a gamer for fifteen years now. I hope that all will see my sincere attempt at flattery. I also want to thank my editor...
Simon arrived after dinner, on the first Wednesday in June, in the middle of his 20th year, as instructed. He had had a long journey by train from Edinburgh, in a hot overcrowded carriage, and was relieved to find the local train from Bristol to north Somerset much cooler and with plenty of seats. He chose to walk the last three miles from the local branch l...
Hello, welcome and thanks for reading. My fantasy series is an attempt to bring a reader more into the story so as to make him/her feel like they are a part of it. The story is told from your prospective as if you were one of two main characters. The two protagonists are brother and sister who like sex but haven't had a whole lot of partners until now. The...
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I can't tell you, as another could, if her eyes danced with pleasure, or even what color they were. But I can tell you how long her legs were, and how soft and supple her curves felt under my hands. I can tell you how cool and silky her long hair was, and about the sweet murmurs of delight she uttered when we touched. And I could go on and on about her delic...
David Jones stood atop Cefn Bryn, one of the higher points on the Gower Peninsula. It was early spring, or late winter, depending on how you wanted to look at it, and the air was unusually clear for the season. The twenty-or-so houses and pastures that made up Nicholaston spread out at the bottom of the hill, about a hundred feet down, and pressed up against...
I was walking through town, minding my own business. OK, let's be honest, I was, as usual, assessing talent. Well, thirty-odd years old, fairly 'normal' – whatever that means, what do you expect? It wasn't the hottest of days, so the local crumpet wasn't wearing the most daring of gear, but there was enough lunchtime totty about to keep the blood coursing th...
Friday evening, the LeGend Manor An engine winds down to cool as Garrison Dhorne calms his red Dodge Ram affectionately called, "Redwood", for the night. Hopping down from it's towering height Connor Dhorne offers to help his Aunt Nina out. She declines telling her nephew that she could do it on her own. Even though it took Garrison to get her into the tru...
I needed to give Matt and crew a little rest. I hope that's okay with the "Shooting Matt" folks. There's only straight sex in this story. I wanted to make sure I could still write erotic straight sex. If I've failed at that, please let me know how I can do better. That's how I learn. The sex is straight but a little out there, or so I hope. Sno-balling, vo...