I pledge this one to my Lovely Wife who was inspired to make one of my fantasies come true. Or was it one of hers... Thanks, LM (Lake Mary)... HIS It was the middle of fall. A Saturday in November I will always remember. My wife and I have always talked about fantasies. I have many more than she does. I think her fantasy has always been me.. I booked a re...
It might have been an accident, and I am really not sure who moved first. My cheek might have rolled into her breast, or maybe she leaned over a little too far, but there was no doubt that a very erect nipple was brushing against my face. Her lab coat was open, and I could see just below the name tag which read " Heidi Anderson, DDS " that her other breast w...
Depression can be a thing of beauty. A deep enough one allows you to finally see all the fucked up things about yourself that you couldn't possibly change with two lifetimes. I came to this realization two days ago, of my third year of depression. You would think that someone like me would have absolutely nothing to be depressed about, yet here I am once...
Chapter 2: the Next Round Disclaimer: This is a story of fiction. If you are under 18 years old and/or are offended by stories with strong sexual content you should leave now. This story no way claims that this is the sexual orientation of the people in this story. * * * * * It happened. She got this far, but it wasn't in the cards, so to speak. After a h...
Appetizers She stood at the kitchen counter silently cutting up vegetables for supper. It had been a long day. She had arrived home before him; changed into a one of his comfortable old T-shirts and begun to prepare supper. The house was quiet and she was lost in her own thoughts. The challenges of the day had taken a toll on her. She was mentally and physi...
Author's Note: Sorry for the wait (if anyone's even reading this series), but here's the next part. Introducing the new night elf prisoner, and the return of the lust wyrm! Might not be my best work, but it's mostly a filler chapter. :) ***** Ditharia Moonsinger groaned softly in discomfort, blinking open glowing silver eyes and looking blearily around,...
Krys Clause looked around in satisfaction at the mini-people loading things in the magic bag and sleigh. He wasn’t even sure why he used his magical reindeer anymore. He had grown past truly needing them, but they would look at him with those brown, too intelligent eyes, and he always relented to taking at least two of them and the sleigh. Snow fairies flew...
The day’s sun and fun had paid it’s toll on us, we had joked and flirted with sexual innuendoes all day, and absolutely planed on fulfilling them when we got home, but there we were - sacked out on the couch, rubbing each other’s feet, that intimate act of touching, feeling, soothing, and soon we were both asleep to the droning of the Television, singing it...
This is part six of our story, and it contains no sex! (Don't worry, more is coming) While it can be read individually, reading previous chapters may help you to get to know Christine and Peter better. We join our story in progress, after Peter has been gunned down in front of his wife by Madeline, a former lover... ***** When Peter set foot in the hotel l...
You know it’s funny, sometimes you have a premonition about things to come; like I know for sure that I will never see Karen again, the former love of my life. I just know it, don’t ask me how. And sometimes everything is a big maybe, a time when uncertainty rules and all you can do to console yourself is say, “what will be, will be.” I knew exactly what I...