This is the first story I've worked on in a few years, and I'm very excited to share it here. This is the first of several planned chapters, but reader feedback—good or bad, as long as it's constructive—will play a large role in determining both how far the story goes and how often I post. It straddles a few categories, including lesbian, interracial, and a...
The sour faced Soviet foreign exchange teller was a bully. "These dollars will only buy you one hundred rubles," he barked at the girl in front of me in a Central Moscow bank queue. "Don't waste my time. Buy one hundred now or go away. Hurry," he ordered. Her shoulders shuddered as if she was about to cry. "But I can't afford to lose that much on the excha...
Author's note: I am trying to write in several different categories. This is my first attempt in Nonhuman - shapeshifters, specifically werewolves. The story arc has a variety of sex involved including light B&D, Bisexual (both) and Group. This chapter might be considered Background and Strange. As always, comments and especially voting let me know how w...
I tried not to think about Drew as I got undressed. It was one of those rare humid summer days, and my tank top clung to my breasts as I lifted it gently off and flung it to the ground. It landed on an empty Ben and Jerry's carton. Gasping from the heat and exasperation, I scurried around my room attempting to clear away the evidence of three weeks' heartbre...
***Hello all! Please note the category as it might help you avoid this story before you start reading it if it's not within your tastes. On that note, this story also has elements of Mind Control, Anal, NonConsent/Reluctance and a little Exhibitionist & Voyeur with foreshadowing of Incest/Taboo. If these are things you might enjoy or have an open mind to, th...
Finishing her creamy soup with a flourish of tongue and lips, Carmen cleansed her palate with strong, black coffee. She would have added a slender cigar to her meal's finale, but as the cafe didn't allow bad habits, she was forced to satisfy her cravings with caffeine and the crowd. The pair always stimulated her imagination, and she leaned back in her booth...
Kay Miller was in transition. From and into what, she wasn't sure. Three weeks ago the 43-year-old high school teacher had been a reasonably content music and language arts educator, liked and respected by kids and colleagues, if quietly frustrated in her personal life by a passive husband. Her life had been on a steady path of work and mentoring, distracti...
I wondered what this story could possibly have to do with the Tea Room, until she continued. 'Aameenah was already instilled in the Sultan's harem in 1153 when Eleanor of Aquitane followed her husband Phillip, King of France, on his crusade to the Holy Land. Eleanor was a rare woman. She had money, titles and land of her own. She was bright, strong willed an...
Daniel Cullers has a reputation. He's the best portrait photographer in the tri-county area. But he also does glamour photography and artistic nudes and, in a conservative area of Indiana, that doesn't sit well with some people. When I made my decision, he was the one I chose. I turned 18 three months before my high-school graduation. College in Michigan wa...
Chapter 1 The Mark "Holy crap I can't believe it actually came!" Stanley Jackson said to his friend over the phone. Stan was a nineteen year old recent graduate of Churchill High. He wasn't the smartest kid in his graduation class but he could top anyone one of them in slyness. Stan was always cooking up some scheme to either make a quick buck or get in s...