Michael was sitting at the kitchen table staring at an unbreakable Winnie the Pooh dinner plate when I walked in the door, and I knew right then that I was in trouble. 'You are five hours late,' he said before I had even locked the door behind me, and all I wanted was to walk out again. 'I should have been at the hospital three hours ago. I made a dozen phon...
Becket Hastings hung upside down, suspended by his ankles. Becket's hands were cuffed behind his back, and he was utterly naked. This seemed to happen every sports season. Cinnamon, Becket's enchanting "platonic" housemate was a "sports atheist" and couldn't stand him running the idiot box, watching those damned games. At the same time, Cinnamon didn't wan...
Author's Note: This is a "soft" sequel to Prom Date, and takes place in the same universe as The Lonely Autopilot. Enjoy! All characters are above the age of 18. I am the Peanut Butter and Jam Collective -- you can call me Jammie -- and I am technically sixteen people. But most of them are pretty dumb. Fortunately, there's a reason why Collective is in my n...
Warning: This story contains elements of non-consent and BDSM, in addition to the adultery. If reading about these subjects bothers you, then choose another story. Thank you. I've been married to Susan for just over twenty years. We have an eleven-year-old son, Mark. I admit, I haven't been completely faithful to her. Once, almost five years ago, I was on...
[Note from the author: This story takes place prior to the main Dress Off series, and tells the tale of another attempt by the Agency to recruit a new agent through the intense, life-changing recruitment method known as "Dress Off", a game of mental dexterity and physical prowess, where even the best players can be left wildly exposed. The story also re-intr...
Ellie was easy to forget. She was the type of quiet, unassuming person that never registered on your mind: the polite woman behind the check-out counter, the wallflower at a house party. The oddity of having a respectable, seemingly "normal" middle-aged woman in a freaky-deaky sex house made her stand out when I first moved in, but it was hard to pay attenti...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. These stories have been public for some time, but I am sl...
Anna walked to her car in the blistering heat. She attended community college where she was in class to be a Physical Therapy Assistant. She blasted the air conditioning and wiped of her forehead. She lived close to the school so the drive to her apartment was short. On the way she stopped for two fruit smoothies. One for her and her boyfriend Simon. She lov...
All comments are welcome and wanted, though the more constructive are more so!! Though if you won't comment at least vote that way I get SOME response. ************** "I SAID NO LARIA!" Brian snarled at a pouty Laria. "And DON'T think that since we're separated by a few thousand miles and a view screen you can get away with what you're about to do." "And...
Having Kate Beckett walk into the hotel room was like stepping back in time. Alexis could've been studying for her SATs again. She could've been into Twilight again. Funny how she remembered Kate as a swaggering, domineering badass in a motorcycle jacket. Beckett came in light and springy as a summer day, wearing a light-toned pantsuit with a purple silk b...