It was a textbook bad day. Sadie woke up with her hair in a mess, missed the bus and was late for her first class. Her cell phone went off in the middle of class, pissing off the professor, and her knee ached all day from running for the freaking bus. She ordered spaghetti from the cafeteria, and the congealing mess had apparently been badly prepared becaus...
Like real life, this story contains a variety of situations, sex scenes, etc. and because it doesn't easily fit into one category, it is labeled Erotic Couplings. If you are turned off by sex between cousins, read no more. Although this isn't a major part of the story, it is central to it. I thank my generous editor, AlwaysHungry, for his careful edits and...
Just a couple of points, this story is written in British-English so the spelling and grammar may well differ from that of the particular dialect in which you were educated. It is also FICTION: anonymous please take note! The events depicted in this story take place in the months following the end of Making Dreams Come True and so may possibly make more se...
I rest my hand on the rope testing the tension. After twenty-four months at sea I can read the feel of the wind through the ropes. Reaching up I wipe spray out my beard as I look up at the sail. One corner is sagging a little. I give the windless a half turn and see it tighten. Satisfied I go back to my seat by the transom. I sit listening to the hiss of t...
Author's note, Thanks to all my followers and the wonderful comments on my stories. Please excuse all my grammar and spelling mistakes. I am not a writer and only wished to tell this life journey of Robyn and give her a special life. This story continues and ends for my girl. She has become what he always felt she was, "a woman". My first two stories explain...
Author's Note: Thanks for the comments on the first chapters of C&G. I'm happy to get the feedback, positive and negative. As usual, I write too much about characters (and maybe I put some plot in there too), but not enough about sex. So, if that's not for you, I'll politely ask you to see yourself to the door. For the rest of you, I will assume you've r...
I've become tired of stories of simpering females being rescued by manly hunks, so this is my variation on that theme. I know there are different federations out there, I just lumped them all together and called them MMA. Enjoy the story. ................................................ He rolled his eyes and wrinkled his nose. He was in a gym, more specif...
This is a long romantic tale of jealousy, selfishness and cruel love, told in eight parts. Part 1 I looked out the window at my car parked in the driveway, and noticed Ellie, my girlfriend's married sister, washing the inside of its windows. Tess, my girlfriend, was in another room playing the piano and I was bored – at loose ends – since no one else was i...
Sunday - All Aboard Dawn's Early Light Ophelia wakened slowly in the yacht cabin and stretched her arms above her head with a wide yawn. A single sheet covered her naked body, mounded over her generous breasts. The ship was tied up securely to the dock in their home port. Restless wavelets washed gently against the hull. The early morning birds chirped to...
Your mind is your arsenal, fortress, and armory. Your words are potential weapons you give to your enemies to assault the citadel of your soul. To PokingFun and Talenwolf for the editing help. Also, for all those who helped with the creative process of this story. My weary mind cannot put a name to you all. We share a darkness, a confusion with the injustic...