I guess I should start out by first describing myself since that seems the way these stories start off. My name is Denise, I'm a 19 year-old enjoying my summer vacation after my freshman year at Princeton. I'm 5'4" 120 lbs 34B-25-36 with dark hair and brown eyes and of Italian descent. I have olive skin that gets golden in the summer time. I've been told tha...
Hi all. I'm moving and I just left my house. I know that's not a reason not to write, but the internet has been spotty as we travel. Right now I am a homeless vet! Ha! I feel like I should go to a street corner and hold up a sign that says "anything helps" on old cardboard. Maybe I will just end up selling a ton of my Ice Era Chronicles and become rich. LOL....
It was a nice warm fall evening. Tina had come over to my apartment bringing a pizza with her. We enjoyed the pizza out on my balcony (I live on the second floor) looking over the large common area of the complex. It was a nice dinner and we enjoyed a couple of beers to wash down the pie. This was the beginning of a memorable evening. After we had our fill...
Had some time to work on this again. My newest Ice Era Chronicle is going slow... I think it's because I've been feeling down. For some reason, Octnavin's story gives me a bit of a lift. I guess I think it's a fun romp. Just something to get me out of my head. Anyway, if you are here, thanks for reading. I really appreciate it. Be Well, ~M. from C.M. Moor...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
I arrived at the bistro to find Gemma all worked up and in a fit of sheer panic. "You're here, thank goodness!" she exclaimed, and I was taken aback by her obviously tense mood. "Yeah, and early," I replied. "Where's Paolo?" Paolo was our head chef, and he ran the kitchen. "Well, that fucker, Big D, has been successful," she said. "He sure has," I retorte...
To the thousands of readers who have enjoyed my stories, I say thanks! This new offering, The Voyages of Luscious Lucy, is a work in progress and I don't as yet know where it will lead our characters. Once again, our hero is an older musician type guy who gets himself into all kinds of kinky situations with the fairer sex. If any of you have any ideas for si...
It had been a good night. Three guys at three fifty a piece plus tips made a nice take home, even discounting the forty percent I had to pay the cabbies. The Place Pigalle must have been hopping. The cabbies called it "Pig Alley." I'd spent my time picking up Johns there for the better part of a year, but I could afford a nice place now, an apartment just of...
When I was in my late twenties. I met my future cheating wife in Vancouver Canada. I grew up in the United States. But I have relatives in the Vancouver area. I always liked that city and visited several times per year. There is a high percentage of beautiful women in Vancouver. You can go up and talk to most of them without any rude attitude. I met many y...
My lovely wife, Judy and I were lying in bed together. It had been ages since we had gone to bed at the same time. Our schedules were so different that we just hadn't been able to. Tonight, a Friday, we had both showered and climbed into bed at the same time. We surprised each other. I lay on my back looking over at her. She lay on her side facing me, head p...