I've been wanting sex toys back in my life for over 4 and a half years. Ever since my new 65 year old friend with benefits (FWB) wanted to get together sexually but let me know penis-in-vagina (PIV) intercourse wasn't an option due to a variety of factors. He was on medication, he wasn't very endowed, he had diabetes, etc. Sexy-time with my FWB, Eric, was...
Author's Notes: I want to thank everyone for their positive feedback. As a writer, I always enjoy hearing back from my readers and knowing they enjoy my stories. While I have written quite a bit in the past, this is my first story of an erotic nature (my little, guilty pleasure) and it is nice to hear the constant feedback. For those who were wondering if th...
Prince Stathis leaned against the kitchen's stone wall beside a window and watched the royal chef's assistants prepare the day's harvest of raspberries into jam with mild envy. The entire kitchen seemed filled with the sweet scent of boiling fruit and the bubble of voices calling for ingredients. Every so often, the royal chef would poke his head into the wo...
[The story so far: Simon's a fantasy writer. He's been transported to the world of his novels. Leyna is a serving wench at the inn where he's stuck. She's gorgeous and clever, and Simon falls hard for her even after finding out that she moonlights as a prostitute. But there's Big Trouble in the form of a necromancer out to destroy the whole realm. Simon's on...
It was certainly a unique pen. Sabine had collected pens since childhood, but she'd never seen anything quite like this. Her friend-with-benefits had given it to her as a birthday gift. "Use it for inspiration when you get writer's block," he'd told her. "I think you'll find it will work very well for that." Sabine questioned that. It was just a pen. A st...
This story works as a stand-alone piece, but you can check out the earlier Hidden Energies if you'd like to see more of the characters. *** A copper bowl filled with water was floating through the air. It was doing its very best to stay level, going slowly, often stopping to correct itself, cautious not to lose a single drop. Yet tragically, this very caut...
I was to be Dana's favorite, Dana, the Sky Queen of Nosta. I wore the face she had seen in her childhood dreams, the one the gods would send down from their mountaintop to please her. Because of this dream the conclave declared me holy when I appeared from the forest already grown. I was crowned the pixie princess by the forest folk when they saw the sigil o...
Many thanks to goodoldeditor for the editing—the story wouldn't have been posted without it. Gentle ambient lighting, classic blues songs birthed from a retro jukebox, and the symphony of colliding pool balls playing from five different tables constituted the ambiance inside the Southern Cross bar. Most of the people in the bar seemed to enjoy it well enoug...
You stare at the writing in the back of your old notebook. Obviously this had to be a prank, right? Things don’t just become reality because you write them in a notebook. Still, it does interest you that you’ve never used the notebook before. Maybe I should try it, just to check, you think, turning back to the first page. Walking back to your office to grab...
Being part of a business partnership can be a trying experience. I had spent many years in my industry with many a companion by my side, only for things to end up tense or tedious. Perhaps no one could ever work with me. Maybe I am just too troublesome or stubborn. Then there was Mark. He was slightly older than me, so I figured this meant he would be a bi...