Chapter 7 That night, after Frank had as usual shown absolutely no interest in me, I lay sleepless, for much of the time wracking my brains for ways in which I might be able to create opportunities for Greg and me to be together again. That was, if I was actually prepared to do so - which was the question I dealt with first I ran through his qualities and...
This story was written for Nancy. We've never met but… I hope she enjoys it. Prologue Nancy is 56. She has always maintained her fitness and good looks. She probably doesn't realise that over the years there have been hundreds of youngsters at her school who fantasised about her. Even today, there are a number who would just love to see her naked....
There were only seven Earth Day Contest entries, either in single-segment stories or completions of series to review in the last week of the contest, but they were all interesting and worthy contest entries. two of them, Munachi's "For a Better World" and SlickTony's three-part "Panic" series, were competitive with the best in the contest, in my opinion, and...
A tear runs down my cheek and falls onto the empty page in front of me. The window above me is open, the chilly air and the breeze flowing through, touching my skin like an invisible finger. Autumn has come early this year. I had abandoned most of my thoughts from the corners of my mind. Trying to recall them now is painful. You are real and still fresh in...
I have passed from the outermost portal To the shrine where a sin is a prayer; What care though the service be mortal? O our Lady of Torture, what care? All thine the last wine that I pour is, The last in the chalice we drain, O fierce and luxurious Dolores, Our Lady of Pain. ~ Algernon Swinburne: Dolores Deep, festering anguish swirls within my being; it...
Song of David ©2020 Victor Cabana The vista was breathtaking. The blue-gray spruce forest cascaded down into the valley, falling away to the fire-brick red earth and craggy outcroppings of sandstone cliffs on the next mountain ten miles away. The gleaming sun, high in the cloudless Azure sky, rendered the white bark of the aspen grove to my left even more...
She didn't expect it to happen like this. She had had sex with black guys before. She had liked it, but not anymore than with white guys. Their cocks were bigger, but that one guy, that was packing a foot-long cock was a bit too much, even for her. But this guy was different. He was black, but his blackness was like an armor that he wore, it defined part of...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I think my disclaimer has been lacking something, ergo... WARNING (LOUDLY FLASHING, OBNOXIOUSLY-BRIGHT LIGHTS): I write long stories, and I like to build them in layers which may only gradually reveal their impact. Not everything will make sense immediately, and not every chapter has sex. ....... HOWEVER, in "erotica," sex does play a meaning...
From Syrena Exposed — A Traveller's Guide Syrena has, for environmental reasons, been forced to place limits on the number of our guests. Only those with pre-booked accommodation are permitted onshore overnight stays. Since the demand is high and the number of hotel rooms limited, preference is given to certain categories, in particular couples and all-fema...
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by Chloe Tzang © 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a revie...