This was actually a story intended for the nautical theme invitational, a few months/years back. I never got it done in time, but hey, thought I'd finish it up and throw it out there, see if anyone enjoys it. It was edited by 29Wordsfornow, who did a stellar job on it. This was an interesting problem, switching between time periods and perspective, hopef...
Mikael raised his sword quickly, parrying his opponent's vicious blow, before spinning to his left to dodge another. His foes spun, too, raising their own weapons as they readied another charge; one struck low, towards his knees, and the other went high. Mikael rolled sideways, avoiding both swipes, and swung out. One enemy crumpled as his magical blade cut...
(This story is an official entry into the 2008 Valentine's Day story contest. It is a long tale of lust and love and the consequences that arise. I hope you enjoy.) *** I loved my new apartment. Seventh floor, with a small enclosed balcony, a view of downtown tourists would envy, concierge service, even a hair salon and massage parlor on the ground floor....
Derek was back from London, and rumor had it he'd be taking over the room next door to Neil's from that weird Carol chick who'd lived there last semester. Neil hoped so anyway. Fall semester without Derek had been far too tame, and his nerdy and straight-laced neighbor had been a constant reminder of that.. All through the January ritual of another goodbye...
Seth Connors had a problem. He was in love. He was in love with the most beautiful woman in the whole town and she said she was in love with him. He had graduated high school almost two years ago and still had not talked her into marrying him. Seth and Patrice had been a couple since their sophomore year in high school. Seth was the quarterback on the school...
Author's Note: I tried to build the romance and conflict as realistically as possible. As a result the "good stuff" doesn't start until quite a ways in. If you are only interested in the intimate relations, skip down about one-third into the story. * It was the first day of the Fall semester, and I was watching students file down the stairs and take their...
"Where've you been?" Mike asked as Jen walked in. He looked anxious and hurt. "You said you'd follow. It's been over an hour." "I'm sorry baby. We needed to talk about the fight," Jen said, tenderly stroking her husband's cheek. She looked passed Mike's shoulder. "Anna's asleep?" "Yeah but I need to tell you something," Mike said. "What?" Jen said. As she...
[This is a long story. My longest to date. There is plenty of sexual content and a few twists and turns along the way. If it was shorter it could have been in "Loving Wives", or "Erotic Couplings" or "Group Sex". There will be another version of this tale posted soon (one or two days), that takes a slightly more traditional "Loving Wives" approach. It will b...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ~~~~~~~>~...
She climbs from the cab and as it drives off, stands swaying with fatigue. She is a pretty girl with long full brown hair, an exception of stillness in the crazy yellow of the street lights, in the shifting shadows and glares from headlights, in the din of engines, tires and horns. Three bicyclists barrel down the sidewalk shouting at her for standing so stu...