(Fictional story about fictional characters) (A stand-alone story) *** Setting her cell phone down on the kitchen counter, Penny turned to Leonard, who had just entered the apartment, and posed the question, "I bet you can't guess where we're going to be two weekends from now?" "Well, as long as there is a bed and you in the equation...I'm in," he grinn...
I have an admission to make before I go any further here. I watched a shoe on the Oprah Winfrey Network. Yes I did. My better half was watching a show on there one night and told me enough about it to pique my curiosity. So I asked her to DVR it so I could watch it when I had an hour to spare. The show was "Our America with Lisa Ling" and that specific episo...
Note: Thanks again to all of the positive comments I have received. This is the concluding chapter to the Jennifer Chancey case. And, please allow me to blow my own horn, because I think this is the best piece of writing I have done. As promised, heartbreak and intense erotica is about to follow! Enjoy! James rode the elevator up to his apartment, his mind...
Author's Note: This is my Valentine's contest entry. If you could vote and comment, the gay werewolves will be eternally grateful. This story was inspired by the Team America "Montage" song; if you're not familiar with it, you might want to look it up on YouTube (not essential, but will definitely enhance the experience). **** It's been four days, three h...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Too many readers forget to vote. Please vote. The bra and panty bandit uses and abuses women to satisfy his obsession. * It was a hot summer day and Carl stood in his secret room relaxing naked. He had been out in the sweltering sun doing what he did best, stealing bras and sniffing panties. This was his quiet time...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...
Hi all, next chapter of Dead and Horny is officially live! This chapter contains some seriously large revelations pertaining to this story and the HFHM universe. If you're a new reader, I wouldn't jump in here, because you will be so confused! I don't have much else to say, other than check my bio for the release schedule of the next chapter, and please do...
Chapter one "It was a dark and stormy evening, and we all sat around the campfire." How easily those words paraded across the blank page, as if they propelled themselves with no help from the keyboard. I stared at them, as I had so many times when real words wouldn't come. "Damn it!" I shouted at the monitor. "It wasn't my fault! Not one damned thing I coul...
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[This story is about a need for sex, marriage vows, betrayal, revenge and sex. I put the story in "Loving Wives" because there is lots of infidelity (cheating). The science is good, at least as of the first of December 2008. There is another version of this story called "Scratching the Itch" in the Novels category. If you choose to read the story, please at...