Here's the second part to my romance story. There's sex in it, so for those of you who patiently waited, you've been rewarded. I posted this in the comments to MOTL Pt. 1 but I'll post it here as well; As I've stated at the beginning of the series the story is supposed to be based on me. Because of this there may be some oddities about my story telling. Thi...
She used the key I'd given her to let herself in. I wasn't expecting her so I was sitting on the couch reading James Lee Burke's latest, "The Glass Rainbow." I put the book down and gave her an appreciative look. She was drop dead gorgeous and the sexiest looking woman I had ever laid eyes on. She was the kind of woman that a star had on his arm at the Acade...
(Please read part one first – Jodi's Therapy) Jodi had come over for her Monday session and wanted me to help analyse what happened on the night of the club. "They just took complete control over me, doctor. I felt as if I had absolutely no control ... although of course I knew I did." Jodi said, her neck flushed and her chest heaving. I had tried to ge...
** This is my first story that is all my own that I have posted here. My stories come from my past experiences, my fantasies and some somewhere in between both. I am still learning how to get better at my writing. I appreciate any advice and feedback I receive. ** * Patrick had heard his dad and brother, David talk about the antique car show that weekend....
All characters are of legal age. The place is the Southern Tier area of New York State. The next time you drive through one of those sleepy little rural towns so small that they barely show up on a map, consider that perhaps there is a lot more going on than meets the eye. That surely was the case back then in the town of Chapman; where the gently rolling...
Note: All characters engaging in sexual activities are 18 years or older. * Winston Thomas, a lanky artist with lanky hair and lanky eyes and lanky everything, lean and sharp as a blade of grass, leans against the railing of the cruise-ship Allure and stares out at the ocean, trying his best to sketch the distant waves and not worry about being a member of...
Kelsea's eyes were like vaulting pinions of fire. She came at the creature at a run, her legs carrying her with preternatural speed across the ground. Roland, encumbered by the Harpy humping atop him, could only watch in awe as she seemed to bend time, moving at a speed he had thought impossible. She covered the distance between them in several strides, inst...
Here's the conclusion to the story of Erin. I originally wasn't going to write a conclusion, but I had a little spare time during summer so here it is! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. It would help if you read the parts before this, but it's not completely necessary. There will just be some small holes missing. I couldn't sleep...
Author's Notes: This chapter turned out quite a bit longer than I thought it would. It only crosses over to the final page by a bit, I hope the story keeps you reading despite the daunting list of page numbers at the bottom. @o~*~*~*~*~*~*~o@ Inca Ruins, Peru — 2001 "We're close, Aaron." The old man held his hands out before him, moving them slightly ba...
It was early afternoon in July and the sun was beating down. This was the fourth day of our south of France holiday and I was lying face down on a lounger reading a book that was precariously balanced on a stack of cushions laid on the grass. I sat up to take a sip of wine and to examine my holiday companions. My husband James lay face down on a lounger be...