The Spring Gala was considered the first important social event of the summer season by most affluent residents of Savannah; a formal dance where young people, usually high school seniors on the verge of graduation, were formally introduced into society and accepted as young adults. In decades past, such galas served as matchmaking events for wealthy familie...
Authors note: Horner Springs is a collective concept as discussed in thread "The Birth of Horny Town U.S.A" thread started by litfan10 in the Authors' Hangout forum. Authors who add to this will pay at least lip service to the other Author's creations and may share characters. My contribution is part of a series of stories that will use your feedback to adva...
First off, this is not one for the BTW crowd. Secondly, the second and final part is already written and edited. I will be submitting it as soon as this one is published, so you are wasting your time telling me what to happen in it. There also is minimal sex in this part of the story. If you already haven't jumped to the end of the story to do your "1 star"...
Ellie dressed excitedly. Mistress Joules never held parties and to be invited; her heart fluttered. Mistress had asked her to arrive early, to help her with the decorations. The though of doing some work filled her with dread so she focused on the fun parts. She wondered who would be there, what the food would be like, thoughts that Mistress might collar her...
We sent out invitations to our guests for our first official sex club party. It would be a Halloween Erotica Ball. Our six categories of recommended costumes would be: Bondage or S & M, Famous people or characters, fantasy, taboo, horror or sexual creatures. Only human pets were welcome. Prizes would be awarded for sexiest costume, naughtiest costume, best c...
I paced through the crowded streets following the clustered group of students that my friend had joined as they searched for where we would be partying next. Feeling the cool air against my face I tightened the straps of my sweater's collar as the cool October breeze brushed along my cheeks and through my long brunette hair. I looked around in vexation at al...
Jesus Correria's POV Near US-Mexico Border, East of Nogales The Chapter Presidents had been trickling into the parking area of the National Forest that we used as our meeting place all day. I sat on a picnic table, eating a burrito I picked up before leaving Nogales, as Manuel tore into his bag of fish tacos. The Denver President was last to arrive, Pedr...
Copies of this story may not be made for distribution, be publishing or copied to another webpage without explicit permission from the author. * Jed Atkins and his wife Emma had recently downsized and had moved into the new patio home development about two months ago. They were both in their late forties and were ready to settle in and enjoy life after kid...
Many years ago, I was part of an advance team coming back from Iraq well ahead of the main body. After touching down and given a "Welcome Home" celebration we were given a forty-eight hour pass and those that had family already there went with them but that left a large amount that did not behind and stuck in the barracks for the weekend. At the time I was...
WARNING TO NEW READERS TO THE SERIES - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically and therefore new readers should start reading at NOVELS & NOVELLAS > The Touch> Chapter 1 –...