Author's Note - Thank you for reading my story. This is my first attempt at erotic prose, so I appreciate your patience with me. I also hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it) - EAL ***** Taylor Reeves hated moving. Loathed it. The tape. The boxes. The deadlines. The expenses. Despite her personal views on the subject, her move from t...
Of all the courses the Temple was speeding Talla through, History was the most interesting. Here were the battles, the Fighters, the deaths. Here were listed the weaknesses of the Temple, and the ways in which those who opposed the Temple had failed to bring it down. Laced into all of this, quite naturally, was Talla's scepticism. Were these true stories Ha...
The story is set in Scotland. I have not tried to write the whole story in Scot's dialect however have incorporated a few common words: Sassenach = what most Scots call the English. Its original meaning in Gaelic is lowlander i.e. what the highlanders would call the southern Scots, as well as those from other countries. Some say it's a corruption of Saxon....
The desk clerk at the Inn directed me to the dock when I asked about Dora. The beach next to it was filled with tourists and there were even a few on boats tied up to the dock. Dora stood beside the bloody piling while an older man dressed in denim coveralls knelt to examine it. They had their backs to me so I took that as a sign from God to sneak up and li...
This is a work of fiction and all characters were aged at least 18 years at the time when the events described did not happen. * Picture the two of us on cushions on the timber floor of the sports pavilion. Our naked bodies are entwined and our hair in disarray. My lips are at Fran's left breast and my juice slicked hand is caressing her lovebud. Her tongu...
Lara and Simon first met at a conference in the late 1990s, when Simon was starting out as an assistant professor and Lara was finishing her PhD. Twenty years later, they were still good friends and saw each other often. They lived in different cities but had stayed in the same field of research. They often ran into each other at conferences and worked toget...
This chapter wasn't intended, but an anonymous comment on chapter 5 asked why Mark didn't ask Peggy's sister the question: "How did you learn to love cocksucking?" That had also occurred to me while I was browsing the chapter prior to submitting it. Their relationship didn't seem to suggest that Mark would ask her. I thought that maybe after she had sucked h...
Hi everyone, I really wish writing this story could be my full time job. Unfortunately, I am constrained by the demands of reality, as I'm sure all of you are. I do hope you enjoy this chapter though, and I hope you continue to be patient with me. :) Also, I want to thank those who nominated this story and voted for it in the Reader's Choice contest. I had...
I could hardly believe it. Here I was, about to start teaching in one of the same lecture halls where I'd found myself as a wide-eyed undergrad about 10 years before. See, I had just finished my Ph.D. in European History the year before, and after a whirlwind job hunt and several interviews, had landed a lectureship at my alma mater. I knew I was at the bott...
It took me a long time to get over Emily, but like all pain, eventually it past and I started to want to get into a relationship again. Before Emily, I had gone out and hooked up with t-girls from the local scene a few times, but never thought of anything serious. My time with Emily had taught me one important thing - I wanted something more than just thos...