This is my first real effort. Any constructive feedback would be enjoyed. I have plans and have started part 2 but could be open to direction... I hope this is enjoyed as much as I enjoyed writing it. Part 1 She could not believe her luck. It was some kind of alignment in the stars or beautiful moment where all factors coincided to create a kind of perfe...
From the bath of SemperAmare AUTHOR'S NOTE Yes, folks, you read right; from the bath of SemperAmare, 'cause that is where we concocted the plot for this bit of fiction, and it is fiction, not a docudrama. So, sit back, relax, maybe have a drink, and enjoy a little escapism with us. Damned sight better for you than getting high or drunk; cheaper too. Oh, an...
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. ***** Of Training and Cream Pies With a solid thwack,...
Hi, I'm Natalie. My husband, Stan, and I are big outdoor enthusiasts. We love to go hiking, camping, bicycling, and anything else that involves being outdoors. One of our favorite activities is downhill skiing. Every winter we find a ski resort that we haven't visited before and rent a cabin for a few days of skiing. The story I'm about to share happened dur...
This is the third and final story for Ann and Cal, unless my readers think this effort is worthy of continuing. Please enjoy. A special thanks to my editor, lover, Mistress and wife, M. ***** Ann's success entering the disciplinary realm, coupled with Hilary's sincere encouragement, emboldened her to develop a rhythm of discipline for her husband. Cal...
Clayton sat bolt upright in his bunk bed with a deep gasp. He promptly impacted the low ceiling in his crew quarters and then flopped back on his pillow while grasping his forehead. Through each throb of pain, he could feel his forehead developing a large red bump. "Fffffffffuck!" he hollered as he held his skull tightly in order to stop the pain. A few fr...
This is NOT commissioned by the French Tourist Board – It's sort of 'O' meets Dracula, if you like. * Sandra and Rachel had been going to take a package deal to the Greek Islands. Just like every year. But they left it too late to book, and all the best offers were gone by the time they decided they could get away together for two weeks in July. So they e...
[Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place before the arrival of Gandalf, Aragorn, and Gimli. Elfhid was King Théoden's wife. Théodwyn was his sister and the mother of Éowyn and Éomer.] 24 February 3019 (Third Age), Edoras Éowyn knew she was dreaming. How she knew, she couldn't fathom; she'd never before been aware of her dreams while still...
His eyes slowly opened. There was a nice lull in the air as he stretched his limbs over the coverings. He sat up checking his surroundings, noticing that his body was stiff and unbelievably aching. There was not much to absorb the dark hard metal ground of the ship's interior, so every muscle in his back was knotted and screamed in pain. He used his hands to...
Frank Van Olden was depressed. Once again his perpetual shaky financial circumstances dictated that he had to spend another long year as a Resident Assistant in the dorms at Concordia College. He was not looking forward to it. His experiences over the past three years on this duty had been a never ending parade of dealing with vomiting drunks, three am fist...