This chapter has been carefully checked by my editor. I want to apologize again for the long wait of it. I expect to finish this tale with chapter 05. ***** Jane was on her way to the Young's home but her mind wasn't focused on her upcoming conversation with Linda. She was savoring the thought of how many kinky things Gary and she would do again this Thurs...
Some lucky ladies were blessed with a toned, gold-standard booty fixed atop a pair of mile long, sculpted legs that became pure poetry when set into motion. Brittany, my wife of just under five years, was one of those precious few women, which made me incredibly blessed as well. Her amazing ass sung sweet music as it swayed across the parking lot of our apar...
Author's note: This story is fiction mixed with fact. It's my life story with a sci-fi touch to it. I have spent two years looking for a film or story that mixes sex and action like this and I finally decided to write one on my own. Thanks to Ravenshadow and kbate for helping me make this what it is. I couldn't do it without you. Chapter 1 – Growing up - P...
Hello, 'Claire' here with another autobiographical memoir, a quick but quite unromantic journey into the behavior of a young, borderline sociopath. Harmless deeds, or so I thought, soon got out of control, and were allowed, no - encouraged - to escalate. Of course the names of the participants have been changed. Prologue Ignition off...parking brake on......
Numbers Eight, Nine, and Ten "Thea, I've got a favor to ask of you," the deep raspy voice on the other end of the phone said. Of course, I recognized Titus's voice right away. "What kind of favor?" I asked. "One that you've done for Des and Toll in the past," the black man replied. "One that my Marie's too sick to handle." "Oh, Titus, is she still having...
PART 5: FIRST CONTACT Chapter 1 The Scouts The first meeting between human and alien has stirred the imagination of mankind since we first became aware of the true structure of the universe. There would be few writers of Sci-Fi who have not penned at least one version, many have created whole anthologies on the subject. I'm no writer and maybe not too im...
Act Three: There's Always Room Chapter Four: Ask Me to Enter "…God damn, woman," Yves was crying out, "how do you always do that?" The morning sun threw strange shadows in the doorway. Ursula shrugged, opened the door wide and stepped aside. "Come into my parlor." "Very funny," Yves grumbled, crossing the threshold and barging into Ursula's living room. "...
Dear readers, this is a rewrite of “Our Epiphany, Our Mission” that I submitted two weeks ago. As a first time author, the responses I received were encouraging and I thank everyone for their effort, particularly tiggertoo, blue88, sawmont, cloacas, rpsuch, kanga40 and wetapap. Many of the comments suggested my previous ending was too abrupt and this rewrite...
It was not exactly what I had expected: indeed, it was nothing at all like what I had expected when I had got off the plane at the airport and driven to the villa. I had thought it would all simply be a quiet week of steady work at the keyboard punctuated by meals and sleep. It turned out not to be as simple as that - not at all. Surprising really for a fam...
Prologue She was a virgin when we married. Of course, this was a time just before the sexual revolution that decreed that virginity was something to be fixed as quickly as possible. Today, young girls are actually ashamed of their hymens and are teased by their peers of they are thought to be virgins. In 1959 I was a twenty-two year-old second class petty...