My thanks to Bebop Writes for the event, Litereotica for just being there for us authors and to Randi for her editing skills. Any errors are subsequent to Randi's editing, all mistakes are proudly claimed by me. All characters and organisations named within this story are fictional and any similarity in names, etc., to real people or organisations are pure...
The market was where he first got his start. Young Atlas had been living on the street since he could remember...he didn't know his last name, didn't have a need for one. He also couldn't tell you just who his parents were and he didn't really care. When begging didn't work, he turned to thieving and had soon become quite the accomplished pick-pocket. But f...
The room was filled with a rosy glow as the sun crept up over the sea. Too caught up in each other, in the rhythmic thrust and retreat of passionate lovemaking, it might as well have been pitch black for all the attention Hunter and Miranda paid the glorious dawn. As passion reached it's climax, a breeze blew through the open French doors, bringing the scent...
The end came quickly. The virus spread across the world so fast that no one had time to prepare or counter it's effects. Some survived, but very few. The world was littered with ghost towns and the detritus of a collapsed society. My wife and I some how survived. Apparently we were part of the lucky, or maybe unlucky, few to have been immune to the effects o...
Grayson's eyes were locked onto Blair, never taking them off of him. The bow cast the spray into his face, his red hair becoming drenched, as the birlinn skimmed the surface of the dark water. Blair and his men could see them coming and rowed as fast as they could, the inability to steer making it more difficult. Blair could see his father and yelled out to...
On Monday afternoon, Cindy Lou returned from her first day on the job. Amanda, her roommate and distant cousin, was already home and the two young women exchanged affectionate kisses on the cheek. Although they had eaten each other's pussies and fucked each other with dildos a few days earlier, and expected to intermittently do more of the same, they were ju...
We all have secrets, hidden away in our closets or in the back of our minds. In my case, an unnamed folder hidden I thought deep inside my computer. But I guess you should never underestimate the curiosity of a woman, especially my wife Jan. Little did I know on that fateful Wednesday night that my wife had found that file and intrigue by it decided to act o...
It's raining today – One of those completely overcast days with a steady day-long drizzle in store. Looking back on that spring, I can't help but have a little secret smile inside and hope it's raining where you are too. It's amazing how certain days or certain smells can take you back – Back to a summer cottage in the woods and an unforgettable day. Little...
I know next to nothing about the army, it was only intended as the background of an erotic story, so please do not bash me too hard about that part. :-) But I would still be happy to get any other feedback from you, constructive criticism is most welcome. ---------------------------------------------- The outpost was known as Fort Holidays among the soldi...
Two women lived together in the house on Merriwether Street in Chattanooga, and most of their older neighbors thought this behavior was scandalous. The wagging tongues of old spinsters lashed them in the privacy of parlor tea parties reminiscent of days gone by, but the parties were only the pathetic struggles of a people unable to cope with the reality of t...