I stepped away from the painting and arched my back to relieve the ache. The large canvas required me to stand, but the years and a legacy of arthritis from my father made it difficult. I always managed to become swept up in the brush strokes and the blending of subtle hues, and it wasn’t until I stopped that I knew I‘d been on my feet too long. The coffee w...
"Okay, the first thing we need to do is come up with your background. My mom is going to ask you a lot of questions, so we need to make sure your backstory is solid." stated Stephen, rubbing his hands together. "Sounds simple enough," giggled Grace. It was early morning the next day, and Stephen had been awake for quite some time trying to collect his thou...
Prologue Many, many years ago, long before history was recorded on paper, two men were hunting game to feed their small village. Their prey had led them on quite a chase, and they found themselves farther and farther from home. But right when they thought they were about to be rewarded for their hard work, they happened upon something completely unknown to...
This one has been independently rated at 3.5/5 pickaxe handles on CTC's and my rating system. Feel free to email me, via the SemperAmare contact link to find the system. Once again, your thanks should go to the beautiful CreativityTakesCourage for improving this story with her editing skills. Thanks also to my old mate Charlie for his inciteful observations...
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...
Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swea...
William Johnston read the notice again very carefully. It was posted on a Cross-Dressing Internet site he visited regularly. When he noticed the message on several more sites, he read it. Bill was not an active cross dresser or a transvestite but the idea fascinated him and had for several years. The ad read: Attention Young Men: We are offering a wonderfu...
The main character in this story, Kit, appeared briefly in "Irina is sent to school" where he was trained as a slave. This said, the story is intended to be read on a stand-alone basis. ***** Grigoriy Kalitinov's business had failed and he owed an awful lot of money. The real problem was that this was not owed to banks but to his 'business partner' who was...
The extra-marital sex club created by capecodmercury in his "Nighttime Confessions" fascinated me. His character Marge and her dilemma inspired me to try my first pure fiction effort, and from a female point of view to boot. My thanks to him and the invitation to create other endings. I have tried to remain true to his setting, and you must read or re-read h...
Rain woke me. Big, fat drops of decidedly rude water, splatting against my window. I blinked away sleep and peered about in confusion at the familiar setting. The faint shifting of my breasts as I rolled made sure I knew the change hadn't been a dream. Thanks, tits. My room had gotten darker as I slept. I don't mean a small amount, like the clouds had come...