Location: Ramez, Duchy of Atansha, Kingdom of Tildor Date: Feb 2048 Note: For those interested, this story takes place the morning after "Down on the Mat." =============== Charlotte Ann Starshine Moramorian, Lord Marshal of Ramez, was naked and astride her husband. Royce Moramorian, Duke of Atansha, was tall, dark-brown haired with dark brown eyes, very...
PART ONE: LOVE AND MARRIAGE Standing before the dressing room's full-length mirror, Susan Storm Richards regarded her reflection with critical eyes. After adjusting an imperceptible wrinkle in her skimpy garment, she placed her hands on her hips, and twisted first one way, then the other, finally rotating to study her silhouette in profile. Apparently sat...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. There are two distinct phases of falsehood. In the first, you realize you can lie to those closest to you. In the second, you realize you shouldn't. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a b...
Hello, again! Nice of you to come back! As you can see, I've used the story same title for each chapter of the story. Much easier to find, isn't it? Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed reading about poor Michelle's adventures so far. I know I enjoy writing them (with a little help from my friend, Matt), so take a seat and read on. Chapter 2: Queen of the Underwor...
Penny and Susan went to shower and douche after the six guys left. Penny knew Leonard had a beautician waiting for them and they put her to good use. They lounged around making good use of the two free hours and even managed a good meal and a dip in the pool to loosen their aching muscles. While they were putting finishing touches on their make-up, there wa...
No Turning Back soppingwetpanties Dedicated to L.K. She doesn't want to, but she really does. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or act...
Hi folks. I know some of you hate Halloween stories. Those people should probably pass on this one. Some of you hate longer stories. Those people should pass on this one too. And finally some of you hate stories with more than one part. Sorry but this one was too long to try to give you all at once. So those people can wait until the last part comes out to c...
Dear reader, After completing the fifth part of this story I thought I was done with it but I received many messages asking me to continue with the story. Thanks guys. I love you. In deference to your wishes here is part 6 and... I hope you will enjoy this part also. Please remember to send your comments and don't forget to vote. Take care. Saheb...
*Note to readers: This story involves the fetish of smoking. If that offends you, please move on but don't bother telling me how you feel about it. Smoking is legal and people who smoke do so by choice. As I've said elsewhere, from the moment it begins, life comes with a death sentence. How we live in between is a matter of free choice. Many of us find the s...
The dying man got dressed. Not that dying was going to be very hard, Bill Carter thought with a weak thread of his old humor. Easier than dressing, at least. Pain hampering every move in his hands and wrists, he managed to zip and button his heavy parka. A thick wool cap was forced over his head and ears, and he pulled the hood of his coat over it all. He e...