Jenny walked across the parking lot to her car. It was late and just about sun set. She fumbled in her purse to find her car keys. She had been told a number of times to always have her keys in her hand with the long ignition key poking out between her fingers as a defense. God why couldn't she remember to do that. She looked to her left and saw this guy s...
You asked me to share one of my many fantasies about you. What follows is about you -- and about me. It contains some truths, some untruths and some memories. It is wistful, fanciful, lustful and loving. And it is about a special connection, one which neither of us fully understand. As you know, I self-identify as polyamorous. In the poly community, it is...
Author's note: My stories so far have focussed mainly on the mechanics of sex romps, so this story is a bit of a break from form for me. There's a little sex at the end, but mainly it's me trying to write convincing characters. Any feedback is very welcome, but constructive criticism will earn you a special place in my little heart. Thanks! *** "So this m...
[another of my internet-spam adaptations] I'm tempted to start off by saying, 'why is it the pretty ones are always insane', but I suspect it has more to do with me than them. I just tend to attract, well, the more fringe personalities. I'm sure it's partly because of the kinds of forums and message boards that I frequent on the net. I also happen to be a g...
We met in a bar in the middle of a thunderstorm, I ran in out of the rain & it was as if the lightning had followed me through the door & struck me. Our eyes met across the crowded, smoke filled room & there was an instant recognition on an inner level I didn't even realise that I possessed. I walked up to her as if in a dream, an image of perfection before...
Hello. This is based on another original story of mine so it might seem like there's a lot of plot around it, but I consider it to be mainly a love story. Some of the political situations discussed are fictional (and also this is set in the future) but from what I know they're similar problems to what Mexican natives face today. ***I also want to encourage...
Becci had always planned to be adventurous during their short break in Paris, but she could barely believe that she had stripped in front of a packed audience in Théâtre Chochotte. Just thinking about the events that unfolded left her in a state of high arousal. Paul often told her that she was a perfect mix of beauty and vulnerability. She knew she had a g...
Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess Chapter V Diana! Angel did not call. I called. About three hundred times, or so it seemed. But whether at the boutique or at the house on the hill, all I got was Angel’s sweet answering message promising to return the call, endless ringing, or a busy signal. I left messages galore, but no call was returned and...
Epilogue Dreams and Visions Silene started casting a movement spell to push Tyrene away from the shadow, and Amber threw up her hands and screamed, "No! Go away!" Amber's unconscious spell forced not just the shadow in front of her away, but every shadow on Destran too. When the shadow's weapon was suddenly pushed back to its nothing realm, the drain on Am...
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