Chapter 1: Change Begins Mary Louise walked into the living room of her family’s home and immediately knew something was different. The day had been pretty much like every other one of her senior year in high school. Graduation was just a few months away and she had already turned eighteen. She wanted to go to college, but she would have to sit the first ye...
I wasn't exactly sure what genre to put this in. I could fit in Novels, Loving Wives, Erotic Coupling, as it has all of those characteristics. THIS IS A LONG STORY! This is not a quick stroke story, so look elsewhere if that is your Primary Objective, please. If you want to be entertained, hopefully this will do the trick. There are a few authors I want to...
Masquerade in Venice – The Seductions This is a continuation of a story – Masquerade in Venice. To appreciate this Chapter, it would be best to read the first story to get a good feel for the situation and context. The characters in this story are also in “One is not Enough.” The author appreciates comments and suggestions from readers. These stories are ba...
The story so far: Hawk Masterson, Ronnie Sherwood and Professor Markov have travelled to Mars to stop the bombardment of Earth by secret Y-rays that are causing climatic disasters all over Earth. Their ship destroyed they have been captured by the Evil Emperor Toza who has decided to make Ronnie one of his sex-sluts. Professor Markov has been taken to be...
This story is a work of fiction, and all the characters are over 18 years of age. There is group sex activity with one male and multiple female characters, so if you do not like that then you will not like this story. I welcome feedback on this, or any of my other stories, send me an email and let me know what you think. Thanks for taking the time to read...
Mrs Boroclough lived alone, but her house was the biggest in Peasmarsh. It had tall windows with ornate guards, and a polished copper plate fixed on the wrought-iron gate engraved with her name - as if everyone for fifty miles around didn't know who she was. It was far too big for a widow-woman who's children had grown-up and departed, but she insisted that...
My wife Kerry was five-five and while not a model she had a very pretty face and a nice, if slight, body. We were middle class living in a good house in the south East of England. In fact if I'm truly honest we had a very good lifestyle and were very lucky with both family and friends. So to the reason I've sent this to be published: after six years of 'try...
I spent the afternoon shopping and even went into some of the more conservative woman's stores all the while keeping the word classy in mind. By six o'clock I'd spent nearly sixteen hundred of my advance and had at least one of each item on Daddy's shopping list. I splurged and spent two 'c' notes on sexy lingerie including a couple pair of crotchless pantie...
The room quietly echoed to the sounds of city life as I lay there staring up into the fading dark as the world turned and night slipped into the beginnings of the new day. Sleep had been fitful. The constant turning of my mind as random thoughts flared, flickered and faded keeping me awake until the early hours. Night visions dancing in the darkness always...
Adela Roma's mother Marianne ranted when her youngest daughter announced she'd decided not to go to university in Australia or even abroad. As the sparks began to fly her father David intelligently yelled he was going for a walk and disappeared. When David returned the house was still standing, nothing inside appeared broken and mother and daughter were...