"Summoning circles are all about shape and form," the girl with spiky blue hair said as she drew in chalk on the bare stone floor. The girl, who wore a cornflower-blue dress and looked like a rebellious twelve-year-old, was being watched by a young man. He was wearing plain black robes that were threadbare in some places, singed in others. At one time they...
Despite his short stature, or perhaps because of it, Barada was a fearless warrior, unequalled in hand-to-hand combat and terrifying to behold in the heat of battle. He was the youngest man in the clan to captain his own ship, and even before his thirtieth year he was rich from the spoils of plunder. And yet, he was regarded with pity, and whispered mocker...
Edited by Wicked This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * I didn't have long to wait for my hopes to be fulfilled. Later that day as I slept in the river, I felt someone looking for me again. It woke me from sleep, and I stirred, letting the feeling guide me. I found Dakota at the same place we had spoken the night before. Once again,...
Chapter two, like chapter one, is slowly building up the relationship between the main characters, and while there is some erotic play, they still haven't had sex yet. Sorry, this story just asks a bit more of my characters than instant copulation. Your comments and feedback are much appreciated, otherwise I never know what I could have done better. Chapter...
(c) 2012 INTRO: Hugh Davidson is a 50-ish banker with the powerful and influential Hunt Bank in Jacksonville. After discovering his wife, Mary's, six-month-long affair with a Chicago education executive, he walks out on a 36-year marriage and tries to drown his sorrows, permanently. Mary transfers her home and work to Chicago, moving in with her lover and p...
Jason Jones, aged 21, a trainee car mechanic, was spending his Thursday evening the way he usually spent his evenings - not to mention his weekends - sitting in front of his computer, and trawling through the panoply of foot-fetish and femdom related websites that were to be found on the Internet. Jason was obsessed with female feet. For hours on end he wou...
Chapter Eleven: Patchover "So... you've scratched my itch, and a few other places," Jill Saint John sat at the breakfast table with Cassie. They were both dressed in silk dressing gowns and complimentary hotel slippers. They had just showered and Jill wore fresh panties and nothing else. Cassie wore a pair of panties straight out of the wrapper, donated t...
Author's Note: This story takes place the day after the previous story. Thank you all for the emails, comments and kind and encouraging words. I'm glad you have followed their strange journey with me and hope you enjoy this next chapter of their crazy adventures. ---- I went into work early for two reasons. First, I have always found it to be my most prod...
A prosthetic arm dangled by her side. It attached to Alex's arm several inches above where the left elbow used to be and ended in a shiny metal hook. She wore her trademark white t-shirt and stiff Wrangler jeans. Standing in the space between the kitchen and living room, she brushed her fingers thought the short haircut and made a wolf whistle while looking...
No one in this story, who is under the age of eighteen, engages in any sexual active. ***** Introduction Shannon was a new young teacher with no seniority. She was forced to accept a troubled young boy into her class. Her fiancé was away on military deployment and she hadn't had sex for almost a year. Jimmy had been watching his Daddy's porn sites for yea...