Dear Reader, This is my entry for the Winter Holiday Contest, I hope you enjoy it. Please note, substantial parts of this story contain conversations in German. Since I assume most of my readers are not fluent in German, the story is told in the English language with Italics used to identify when German is being spoken. I use some actual German, but I thi...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my sixth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The fourth invitational was based o...
Tilting my gaze away from the breeze, I shifted the phone to read off Mary's address. Yup, this should be the place. As the wind died down I slid my phone into its pocket and set my hues on a small, solitary building that happily took up its own side of the street. Half clinic, half home. Clamping itself on the city by its tail end, her business bloomed slow...
CHAPTER 1 Staring at the mirror, Camilla Young simply confirmed her bad face day: the mouth was down, lip coating very much in need of restoration and her eye surrounds were bloated and red-rimmed from recent crying. "God, girl -- you are one awful mess," sighed Camilla, knowing no one was there was there to listen and that stimulated her anguish. Almost...
Copyright ©Richard Gerald 2018 What follows is the first part of my submission on the July Fourth nautical themed set of stories. The second part is written, but badly in need of a rewrite and a good edit. I will post it on the Fourth. There are no doubt typo's and misspelling in this first part. Feel free to send me your corrections. As some of you may...
Revised: 7/30/2020 Notes to the Reader: Will didn't write this one, I (Devo) did, so please go easy on me! This story was inspired, in part, by a tale a former roommate ages ago once told me. I just adapted it to modern times since her story happened two decades ago. I think my style is different than Will's, because this story is almost entirely dialogu...
Rouran woke up in her chambers in the vai Ullan estate, recalled what she had done the previous night, and blushed despite herself. What had happened to the practical fisherman's wife from a nameless village on the River Joi, she wondered. She'd never struck anyone in her life before she'd come to Tia Vashil, not even when she'd discovered Naklas was sleep...
Foreword: READ THIS FIRST First, I would like to thank my lovely and talented wife for helping me with some of the finer plot points, as well as the proofreading of this tale. I love you, Boo. :) This is something a bit different than what I've written before in this category. It's also quite a bit longer than the tales I usually write in LW. This is also...
Note to First-Time Readers: This is the continuing story about the sexual development of Tom Connors, a now-24 year old man who grew up in a small town and is now a post-graduate student in electrical engineering at a state university. You will understand him better if you read chapters 1 and 2. Very briefly, Tom thought he was becoming impotent. He sought c...
Readers, be advised that there are no happy, willing cucks in this story (I can't stand that crap!). There's also no graphic sex in this one. I am not, nor have I ever been a lawyer, so please don't go into this expecting true-to-life courtroom drama! For anyone who's interested in the idea behind this story, please read the Author's Note at the end. Now, if...