by Philip Johnson Chapter One Their lovemaking had been fast and intense and they were lying next to each other in bed, enjoying that warm glow that always settled over them afterwards. Without even thinking about it Nate was slowly drawing lines up and down her belly between her still puffy pussy lips and her breasts with his...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Command Quarters: "Captain's Log, Stardate 50345.74, Captain Kami Hrelle Recording: after interminable years of chaos and mismanagement from the former Captain of this poor, benighted vessel, I have finally taken command. It will be a long, arduous struggle, to restore the crew's morale after suffering under my predecessor's in...
I adjusted the dimension of the wall on the computer monitor in front of me. I glanced up at the TV screen when I heard the news anchor talking about a murder committed in nearby Ocala. The first thing I saw was a long view showing Sally, my wife, and David, my best friend, stepping from a motel door in the background. She had left work early to do some shop...
CONTENT WARNING: Like most of my stories this one is fairly long and plot-heavy (though to be fair, it's plenty smutty, too). It contains occasional racial epithets and some rough kink content that some may find uncomfortable, so reader caution is advised. Anything that might be construed as depiction of a real-life person, or subculture of persons, is ficti...
I awoke Monday in a strange bed. I also awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee. Eggs don't seem to have an odor, unless they have gone bad. I expected to see Moseby in the kitchen, possibly dressed as a glamorous June Cleaver but alas the kitchen was empty. Well empty of humans anyway, I found coffee in the carafe of the coffee maker. It was also still turne...
This is the second edition, revised August 2016. THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN - Volume 1. PROLOGUE -- BELGRAVIA. Monday 8th February 1968. Belgravia, London. Rebecca Seehofer felt distinctly nervous. The flat in London's chic Belgravia was cloyingly warm, totally at odds with the sulphurous fog that billowed spectrally in the col...
Chapter 2: The Stowaways Author's Note: Please note that in some spots of the below work, you'll find several deliberate misspellings of common words. I do this as a way to show emphasis on the accent for those speaking them. You should be able to quickly pick up the type of accent being conveyed but I'm leaving it as is as a way to add some flavor to the w...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
THE END OF FEAR A BLACK DAGGER BROTHERHOOD NOVEL Disclaimer: I do not own the fandom of the Black Dagger Brotherhood. I make no money on this work of fiction. I have no connection to JR Ward, who is the owner and author of all original Black Dagger Brotherhood works. This was written purely for fun and the only characters that are mine are Rio and Jace. Al...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five parts Part 5: Changes copy write 2014 Chapter 66 Sunday 23 June, 1985 When Mike parks by the gate and snoozes Ken Daniels wakes him. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was out here. I'm going off shift but Ferman's down there. Toot your air horn." Mike looks at his watch and sees it's nearly seven thirty. He toots his air h...