The Predator's perspective -- a rather long story. I must immediately declare that I am the enemy. I'm not a cuckold; on the contrary I am one of the band of men who make it possible for husbands to wear that label of opprobrium. To put it more bluntly - I provide the spunk for other men to eagerly lick from their wife's well-fucked cunt. I say this with ne...
A modern telling of Scheherazade My sister snored and night after night I'd lay in bed, wide awake, wishing I could have my own room, something that was impossible in our small house. In the room next to ours, my dad also snored and I have no idea how my mom could sleep, but she did. Even with the doors closed and the pillow and covers over my head, the sno...
1. Christi was in her kitchen at home one sunny morning after her husband Joe had left for work to go to his construction company. His 35th birthday was coming up and as she sat at the table sipping a mug of Chamomile tea, she pondered what she wanted to do to surprise him this year for his birthday. She thought back to last year and the trip to the Grand C...
Note from the author: Hi again everyone! I took some time off from writing new material because, quite frankly, no new material was forthcoming!!! I even considered calling it quits ... but this story thread kept clawing at me. Obviously, this is a another corny tale of fiction, but I hope I have treated these characters well. Anyway, as always, I hope you e...
Prologue This story is a rewrite of a story I previously wrote entitled "Coming Home." I have used many of the same characters but the plot has changed significantly. It is as far as possible historically accurate although of course the characters and the plot are fictional. The Nazi U Boat threat in 1941 was gradually strangling the UK supply lines and Me...
His first sensation was one of motion, of floating forward through no power or will of his own. Hot, humid air assaulted his face and chest and privates, which he suddenly realized seemed to be totally naked. The air was so moist and burning he could barely breathe. He noted that his body's lighter than air movement was not quite smooth, but rather jerky,...
*Author's Note: The idea for this story comes a newer TV series I've been watching, mostly because of the well-advertised May-December romance between two of the characters. This is my take on it which loosely parallels the show but has many differences from the TV script. It was fun writing, and I hope you enjoy reading it. ****** "No! Let me. No offense,...
All the characters in this story are fictional; any resemblance to anyone alive, or dead is simply just uncanny. All characters in this story are 18 years or older. Ryan walked back into the kitchen after talking with his father. He poured a cup of coffee; he could feel three sets of eyes following his every move. 'Damn that tastes good,' he thought as he...
It will definitely help to have read part one! Some sex in this part. NINE Not for the first time, Angela's thoughts and emotions were in turmoil. One or other of the paramedics was working on Gerard most of the time, but the noise and the lurching of the aircraft gave her little room for thought. Then she accompanied the stretcher into the hospital until...
*This is a one-and-done story. If you're interested in "Jacob Howe's Body," then keep an eye on the Novels and Novellas category. It'll turn up there.* ************** "Faith is an island in the setting sun. Proof is the bottom line for everyone." Paul Simon, Proof. ** "They're about to surrender." "I was just going to say that. About to, but not yet. It...