Bethany didn't write this story and that is the greatest tragedy of all. She'd earned a scholarship to UCLA for journalism and poetry, and the one short story she allowed me to read struck me as sensual, razor-sharp and pure genius. It was frighteningly angry, but also vulnerably deep. If she wrote the story you're reading now it would've been a work of art...
"Siobhan," Cillian moaned. His hands fisted in her hair, the setting sun glinting off the red highlights, so bright against the sea of emerald grass around them. His beautiful woman looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling with mischief, but her soft lips kept going. His tunic was off now and she kissed the ridges of his abdomen, softly teasing, nipping at him...
Chapter 9 Who I am Cry myself to sleep... Yes... That is what I ended up doing after I'd left Veronica naked and in the arms of my friend Reg Morgan... Left her there in his house no less than 800ft away, there left for him to fuck and play with as we'd arranged in this new direction we had taken in our relationship, adding some 'spice' and trying somethin...
Twenty-Two More Questions Summary: 22 questions asked by readers answered. NOTE: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing. I wrote the essay Twenty Questions in December 2017 and Twenty-one More Questions in 2018. I answered the following questions, in case you want to read them. 1. Are you really a teacher? 2. How often do you wear nylons? 3. Wh...
*Author's note: Thanks to Saunaaddict for helping to edit. This chapter does eventually follow on from the event of Ch 01, but follows the new perspective of Nina, a character briefly mentioned in the first Ch 01. It can stand alone if you don't want to read the earlier chapter. * She couldn't breathe, and I didn't really care. Her mouth was buried deep in...
My girlfriend left me about three months ago. Her reasons: 'I really like your best friend, Faye. I've realized I'm more into pussy than I am dick. I just feel like I belong with a woman rather than a man.' I was in complete disbelief. My girlfriend of four years was leaving me for my best friend. I think this was where I started to breakdown. See, it...
A loud clanging jolts me out of bed and onto the floor with a thud. My first clear thought is that my head hurts. Apparently, the alarm is a little too loud. Cursed thing scared me half to death. I'll have to get Mackenzie to look at it. It's been about two weeks since what I like to call "The Awakening". Of course, I don't tell Mack I call it that. We man...
*Yet another story I wrote for my lady a while back, this one is a little particular. You'll see what I mean. Do leave a comment or a favorite if you want to see more like this, and I do take requests (If I like the ideas) so feel free to contact me too. Enjoy* P1 The northern winds blow across the snow covered hills just outside of town, the sun reflect...
Edited by PennLady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * Night had fallen. Chad gathered his weapon, its bag, and ammunition. He looked over the map of the area with hot spots marked out. He made a mental note of where he was going, layered his clothes in deference to the cold, and left his room through the fire escape. Chad shi...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty shots from Freja and Jeanie to my long-suffering editor and beta-reader for their assistance in polishing up and improving this work. Rev...