Prequel: This is a story of misunderstanding, conflict, and two people's journey to true love. * Introduction: A private corporation, accustomed to getting exclusive government contracts; the kind of contracts people never read or hear about except in the quietest corners of the Pentagon had run into trouble. Enormous sums of money, Federal money, unbudge...
Sorrel lay in bed, half asleep, half awake. The sun was just beginning to peak through the curtains. It was going to be another beautiful spring day. Someone or something had been touching, no tickling, her feet. She peered down and saw Fletcher. He'd sneaked upstairs while everyone else was asleep. "Hello sleepy head," he said. She yawned and spread her a...
Author's Note Hello friends! If you found this story your looking for one of two things, women being brutally raped by monsters or an erotic horror story inspired by the Cthulhu Mythos. If those don't float your boat you should flee for your life. I did something with this story I've never done before I TRIED TO MAKE THE STORY INTERESTING! Because of this i...
She came hard. She came fast. She came loud. Louder than she'd expected to, at least. Louder than she'd intended. The rapid in-and-out breathing had turned into a repetitive series of increasingly high-pitched "ohs" as she'd begun to crest, and she was borderline ultrasonic by the time she hit her actual climax. It wasn't that these squeaks and squeals wer...
Chapter 1: Eye For an Eye The guys could hear the sirens screaming out the emergency, as they sat in the clubhouse, discussing tonight's run to Stockton. They paid no mind to them, nor could they hear the phone constantly ringing in the office of the garage. Cindy hung up the phone, once more dialling the number for the garage, in hopes someone would pic...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Prologue: Berlin 'In Berlin by the wall You were five foot ten inches tall. It was very nice Candlelight and Dubonnet on ice We were in a small cafe You could hear the guitars play It was very nice Oh, honey it was paradise' (Berlin – Lou Reed) I guess we all have life changing moments or, perhaps, a better definition would be life shaping moments. Looking...
Kate and I are working on another crime story with Karin Roland, our private investigator; but during a recent road trip, Kate indulged my need for some old Country & Western music by setting the dial to "Willie's Roadhouse" on Sirius/XM. As many of you may know, at least half, if not more, old C&W songs lend themselves to the "Loving Wives" genre. A song ca...
This is a story of seven chapters set in a small city in New Zealand. The hero has an odd name, the reason for which is explained as Dio takes his less than a smooth journey into adulthood. He falls into an usual occupation that connects him to an assortment of offbeat characters and the reader will learn that Dio enjoys a life richer in many ways than most...
"Kondo San?" I asked her, before proceeding. She shook her head, smiling. She trusted me, and was probably taking the pill. Surely, however, she wanted the big and tall gaijin male to ride her rough. It hadn't been so clear early on that she wanted to be ridden. At least, not at first glance. She'd caught me in a critical situation, at that crossroad, with...