I can't apologize enough for how long I made you wait for this. Forgive me. I'm a little anxious about posting this. It was so, so hard to write. I was finally able to finish this chapter thanks to all the support I got from you readers. You're all amazing. To make up for the wait, I made this chapter extra-long. Riley and Laura had a lot to talk about. B...
Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
I had trouble falling asleep again. First, images of Courtney, mocking me as I undressed and climbed onto the desk during lunch. Then, thoughts of Rebecca, how to end this enemy relationship. And of course, my freedom. I could wear anything I wanted tomorrow. I belonged to nobody. Such a thrill. And Jill. Why was I even considering it? What was wro...
Author's Note: This was requested by one of my readers. Read the tags before continuing. ***** The pole was icy against her skin. It cut through the skimpy clothes she wore like a dart through paper, defeating the purpose of her thong and bikini top, but still she kept moving. Her arms slid along the metal, down her body, across the arc of her hips, then b...
Jaesa was standing back in her Sanctum, rushing there right after she'd set off the alarm, waking the crew. She was busy sifting through the data streams of the Perseus, struggling to find out what Korsa had been up to and what she was doing. It had taken her a few minutes of searching, but she'd found the relevant data streams. After looking them over a li...
Hello again! So, I was home doing nothing thinking to myself "Now you have three whole months of sun and nothing to do, I'm sure you won't write a thing. You never write when you actually have the time to do it." I wrote, though. This is just the foundation of a story I intend to be deep. Just a little background. By now I think it's safe to say you all...
All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author. ***** It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor's surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s...
Well, this one started out as a short, intense Loving Wives piece. But it got away from me and here we are in Group Sex. Susan likes to watch people having sex. She enjoys being involved in the action, too. She seduces her friend, Stephanie – and it goes on from there. I've thrown in some fetish stuff – nothing too heavy: Daddy issues, impregnation. Just f...
Foreword 'There's an interminable fog about the place; a fog that surrounds my body at all times, a fog that seeps all the way through into my mind. I can never get it to go, and sometimes I feel like I'm living a solitary existence in a secluded, remote cave in the middle of fucking nowhere. And I don't even get the sight of a misty coated sea to gaze at;...
Chapter 1 My name, Fred E. Grinch. Ya, guess you could say the original family of Grinch's. Did we come from Whoville? No we came from Grinchville, at least that is how it started. People traveling through the scenic Alps village would make strange remarks about it and would laugh. They would say things like 'What ville, Who's ville, Huh? ville Say again v...