The wind howled over the eaves of the rather run down looking homes that fronted the main avenue through Vilkbin. A cloaked shape walked the street, wrapping it tightly to their body against the wind and driving rain. Finally the figure turned into a lit doorway, its glass-enclosed lantern swinging wildly in the winds. A hand emerged from the cloak and bange...
***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. Authors note, This is the complete story. I'm sorry for the wait, and hope it was worth it. I know it's strange reading about Christmas in the summer, but think of it as Christmas in July. Also, there is added material to the first two parts that were posted, so I'm posting...
Sooo, its me again. Bartholomew has been itching for me to write something in him for awhile; he's tired of just playing music all the time and reading recipes. I'm learning how to cook and I think I'm actually pretty good at it. I got a job as a florist a few weeks ago so I've been working at that, and Trask is settling in to his new job as well. I guess I...
Kevin It was Ashley's 32nd birthday, and we had an amazing night planned. We had both had a busy week at work and were looking forward to spending time with each other. Kids were away and we were excited about the night ahead. Ashley had been gone for two weeks on business and, needless to say, we both needed to release a little tension later that night....
Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...
***I hate having to 'splain stuff because it usually means that I didn't make something clear. But I hate having to read it in the comments that I've left a reader in the dust over something that is not clear even more, so hopefully without spoiling this for others, there is a small time shift in this chapter. Small, in that it involves only one character,...
^^^June 2005. On the beach of Cap d' Agde, France^^^ "An erection? Really, Armand?" Yvonne rebuked her brother in a harsh, belittling tone. The slim, twenty-year-old frowned, shook her head, and glared at his erect penis. "I can't help it," the eighteen-year-old answered. His face was red. "I'm surrounded by naked women. It's a natural reaction." "What's...
** All teen characters appearing in this story are of legal age. ** Brenda did not like what saw staring back at her from the mirror. She was wearing a clear plastic mask over the upper half of her face to protect her broken nose. It was held to her head with a Velcro strap which she carefully pulled, loosening the protective covering letting it fall into h...
There are a variety of fetishes in this story, including consensual violence and verbal abuse, raceplay, and watersports. This is a tale of a different age, a time so long ago and yet not so long ago. Cell phones did voice and nothing more. There was no Facebook, no social media. We still used the Yellow Pages, read news in the paper, and viewed porn in pr...