CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE "Do you think they'll be a good match Thorn?" "Baby, they're mates. There isn't any doubt they will be a good match. True mates, aren't a hit and miss thing. Look at the pack and the mated couples. Look at us. Even when on the surface it looks like a match that doesn't make sense, when you look deeper you see the perfection of it. Ge...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
If you've read my story "The Festival" you'll know who Amy is. She's a beautiful blonde girl in her late twenties, who used to be my girlfriend. "The Festival" is the story of how we went to the Glastonbury festival with two of our friends, Jen and Ste, and how things got really out of hand. It started with a game of poker on the first night that degenerat...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
The next morning I grabbed a quick shower, dried off and sat down at the breakfast table with a mug of coffee and a bowl of raisin bran. Julie was also sitting at the breakfast table and staring at me with a manic smile. It was really creepy. Nobody should look that happy at 6:58 in the morning. I tried drinking my coffee, and hoped that after I had some...
A Slick New Land I wasn't a model. There was no Nicole Richie, Stephanie Seymour, or Keira Knightley begging to emerge from my near forty inch hips with just a *little!* more working out. In fact, I was lower middle-class in the looks department, with the blue eyes and blonde hair that genetics commonly liked to deal its European subjects. I also graced the...
Short disclaimer: Dear readers, if you are looking for a quick action story, may as well hit the back button right now. This story much like the others I enjoy or write will have a slow build up. In fact, it may be entirely non-erotic, only in TSCD purely for the theme of the story. If you are looking for more of a Drama, please read on, this first chapter i...
This friendship with benefits involving Trevor - and Pamela - is officially all fucked up. The Woman With The Big Tits was napping in my other room when The Man With The Big Cock left my queen bed to visit the men's room. Turns out Trevor "visited" Pamela to consummate the relationship between The Woman And The Man With The Bigs. I then proceeded to eject...
There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...