Alpen walked through a screen of trees and down a short slope, to a secluded glade deep in the jungle. In the centre of the glade was a pretty rock pool, and in the pool itself was Suzanne, washing her long, blonde hair in the sparkling, pure water. Alpen stopped. "Sorry. Your grandfather sent me to find you." "Oh hello," Suzanne smiled at him. "Just havin...
First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
Thank you to my wonderful wife for taking the time to edit this story. All mistakes herein are my own. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. *** Short in height, pale skinned, with long hair that was blond to the point of nearly being white, wearing a somewhat worn, green dress that hugged a curved, fit...
Olivia felt helpless in her position to do anything but wait for what was to come. Her body bared and stretched open to her lover, had her senses reeling with thoughts. The first taste of the leather was intimidating, letting her know her control over anything was gone and she was at the mercy of Lisa. The swish of the thongs through the air ended in a sla...
Authors note: this story is a fill in while I get over a block with the fifty shades part three. I also need to revise part two of sissy downfall as Literotica rightly pulled it due to excessive violence. I wish this story was autobiographical. It's not but has some elements of truth in it. I hope you enjoy reading it. I love feedback; even negative. All cha...
Author's note: The story continues, part 3 of 6. There is quite a bit of background, especially about my version of Lycanthropy and the Clan, before the rather intense B&D-type sex. Just fair warning. As before, comments and voting are greatly appreciated, especially voting. It helps me know how well I am being entertaining. Thanks... The Hunters and the H...
(Author's note: This story was inspired by my tabletop gaming days. If you understand what that means, then you will have no problems understanding the magical references in this tale. For the rest of you, think of this story as something close to 'Lord Of The Rings.' Warrows are like hobbits, and the rest . . . well, that is easily figured out. This is t...
LEVERIA "...three, two, one!" Elena grunted, and with a heave, we tossed Sir Fraldias's corpse down the spiraling staircase. It clanked and boomed as it disappeared into the stone blackness, then ended with a distant splash. "How are you going to explain it?" Elena asked, catching her breath. "I'm the queen of the Highlands; I don't need to explain anyth...
I stepped outside and did what I thought I wouldn't do again; I called Finn. "Marly," he purred into the phone with the warmth of a hungry tiger to a mouse. "Finn. It's business. Nothing personal." "Our mutual business is always personal. But as long as you have an open case I'm involved with, you're not going to let it get personal. That's the only reas...
Travelling Folk Series Pt. 02: All the Fun of the Fair Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Part 1 Pat opened her eyes and for a moment almost panicked. This wasn't her room. She looked down at the arm thrown protectively across her breasts then along its length to the tattoo of the heart and cr...