37. Miles to Go before I sleep Dycke was sitting at the kitchen table, with his mother and father, talking about the events of the preceding day, as Marti entered the room. All of them greeted her and asked her to sit down and join them. Marti declined and said to Dycke, "I want to talk to you in private." "Marti, by the tone of your voice, I think I woul...
My first attempt at an erotic horror and a large warning now this story has a guy being attacked and sucked off by a female zombie. In the highly likely event that this doesn't arouse you then please don't wait in sending angry hate mail reminding me of what a sick monster I am. I am also aware that this fetish highly unusual and won't be erotic to most to w...
© 2015 by Thrillerauthor Twenty years! It's hard to believe that much time has gone by since I limped out of Grover Cleveland High, at the bottom of my class, prospects zero. My sole achievement was the dubious designation as Class Clown, in recognition of outrageous pranks which got me suspended twice and almost expelled. The last, which nearly ruined the...
The Learjet landed at Philadelphia International Airport and taxied to a private terminal. They wouldn't need to deal with security there, and could have some privacy. It was also the only way they were ever going to get all their weaponry to travel with them wherever they flew. It was so convenient to own your own air transportation! Try explaining to the T...
Note: Beside tease and denial, this story is a mix between lovely romance and female domination, it belongs to the "gentle femdom" category that emerged on reddit and tumblr a few years ago: extremely soft and caring femdom put into idealistic romance often marketed at teenage girls. But this one takes place in a universe ruled by women teasing guys relentl...
My deepest thanks go to NinaWild for taking on this marathon project. This story does go between past and present, but I do try to make it as easy as possible to understand as it does. ***** The Present... During the summer we were all busy. Beth's folks were packed and moved in just before school ended. Amy's realtor friend did herself proud and earned...
Prue fell on a wooden bench, tears running down her cheeks. The bench stood on a knoll looking out over the dark sea, but she didn't see it - neither the water, nor the clouds that chased the stars. Her trembling hand went through her bag until it found her ringing cellphone. "Pruts?" The tinny voice sounded urgent. "God, Jules, it was awful!" "I t...
MotherTell your children not to hold my handTell your children not to understandOh mother FatherDo you wanna bang heads with meDo you wanna feel everythingOh father Not about to see your lightAnd if you wanna find hell with meI can show you what it's likeTill your bleeding -Danzig "Mother" Everyone believes that fear comes in the night. That midnight is...
I am still leaning on 5 chapters for this story, two more than the last tale, but each chapter is significantly longer. There might be a 6th, it depends on how I spread out the next one. I like the way this tale is going and it's been flowing out at a decent clip. I hope that others are enjoying it as well and please, as always, comment and vote if you want...
Chapter 13 After suggesting a few minor tweaks and two errors and a place name that had to be corrected, Magnolia wiped her eyes and said they had been tough years and if only members of the extended family had come to the assistance of her parents instead of falling away from them, the outcome may have been very different. "I think some of my tears result...