This is a bit of a change from my normal themes. So for those of you who have kindly favourited myself or some of my stories I hope you won't be disappointed. This story like all my others is pure fantasy, but based around people I have met and known. I would like to hear from writers and readers who have an opinion on the change of style from third person n...
I wiped my face with the towel and allowed the warm breeze to dry the rest of my body as I attached my bike to the rack on my car. I had been pleased with my performance in the triathlon, not bad for a forty-eight year old I thought. Sure I hadn't been in the first ten percent but I had been able to get within the first fifteen percent. After the event I had...
{Note: I am not a writer, but the story below is absolutely true. I can't seem to shake it from my mind, so I though sharing with others would be the best outlet. Depending on events that may unfold over the next week or two, there may be additional chapters.] * I am far from perfect, but I try to stay healthy. As part of my regimen, I eat lots of fruits a...
From his desk inside the office of The Daily Chronicle, reporter Dirk Peterson gazed at his screen. There had recently been reports of robberies committed by a scantily dressed woman. They had all been on convenience stores and other soft targets. No one had been hurt, but they were still crimes nonetheless. She had been nicknamed Domino, as she always left...
Naturally Jim was looking forward to Jess' next visit. He did not doubt she would come, even if she had regrets, she had always been in and out of his house, and her desire for money to pay for a new mobile phone seemed very real. The important question was how much to contribute to her fund - he did not really quite like the idea of paying the eighteen yea...
Hi... I am Dave... a 48-year-old man leading a comfortable middle aged existence. I run my own business, a TV production company with regular contracts with local channels. With a house in the suburbs, two cars in the driveway, an intelligent, beautiful wife who has her own interesting career, and a pretty daughter studying in college, I am a person who is c...
Ch. 11a: Waltz with the Demon's Pet 1 The room was dark and hot. The air was thick with vapor and scent of sulfur. The heat was so intense, even for the Dwarves. The cavern was located deep inside the bowels of the earth. It was a home of no one, for nothing could survive in these unfriendly environment, not even monsters or subterraneous beasts. A lone ma...
Author's Note: some of you may not remember a time when the main way to post stories to the internet was something called "newsgroups." All of my stories were written for one of the news groups that featured erotic stories. I had many supportive fans who followed my work, and some wrote followup stories based on the characters I created. I also wrote an essa...
I saw her for the first time on the stairs in the gym. I was going up to the exercise room as she was going down to reception. As is my habit from so many years of being a voyeur I checked her out with a quick and hopefully fairly discrete glance. Clearly a member of staff, probably a personal trainer, she was wonderfully slim with legs that were excitingly...
Belinda's short flirty pink dress looked out of place as she sat on her kitchen stool with the morning sun streaming in through the window. Her body still hadn't processed the endorphins from making love the night before and still glowed despite the cooler temperature. Kate was sitting opposite her in the small tidy kitchen and although there was no one els...