Passion In James County X Badge of Dishonor By D.C. Roi Chapter seventeen Rod Billingham sat in his cruiser, running radar. Traffic was light, so he had plenty of time to fume about what had happened in his home the night before. "Who does that bitch think she is?" he mused as he recalled what his wife, Lise, had said and how she had acted. "Does she rea...
This story is the grey area between reality and imagination. Some of it happened; some, I wish had happened. This being my maiden attempt, it would take some time to reach the sexual content. Also, the category would shift as my story proceeds – it could be Loving Wife or Erotic Coupling. As of now, I begin my Romance! 'Beautiful!' I murmured, half-alou...
Sitting at a small desk in her dorm room during a late evening, you see a beautiful red headed woman working on a project for her freshmen college course. This is Morgan; she's a young industrious woman but she wanted something else in life. Despite being drop dead gorgeous, her body was lithe with very little curves to her and this saddened her. Additionall...
Jack mused to himself while sitting alone at his desk, passively flipping through the book. Each time he came to a new page, he admired the intricate designs on each page, though he could not discern their meaning. Nor could he read the strange language the book seemed to be printed in. He knew enough of foreign language to recognize that this book wasn't wr...
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. **** Jingle Bell Fun "Right this way, sir!" She flash...
Master the Tempest is Raging Chapter 6 The Universe The way humans perceive the universe is dependent upon their senses. Before Galileo, the idea that planets circled the sun was unimaginable and the concept of galaxies was blasphemy. The nest and the swarm were limited in the same way. Neither had the ability to sense light the way man does. They could...
I am laying on the patio bench in the hot afternoon sun; white panties on the floor at my feet. My skimpy sundress, not much more than a light cotton top really, is haphazardly thrown over the back of the bench. This is how I feel on the beach ... languid and melty, the Sun's rays beating down on me. Enveloping me. Fucking me. Tentacles of sun caressing me,...
I think I cracked a rib yesterday... No sooner than she had tapped the arrow symbol to send her text message, the satisfied grimace on Susie's face metamorphosed into mortification. The contact information crowned atop her phone screen most assuredly did not belong to the true, intended recipient. Said message had just been directed to a nascent acquaintance...
Nola Frustration. Anger. Longing. Desolation. The most prominent emotions one could expect from patrons of a hole-in-the-wall bar at noon on a Tuesday. Nola let these emotions wash over her as she downed the amber liquid in her glass, relishing its burn and the warmth that blossoms in her stomach. She is a lone figure sitting at the end of the bar, her cou...
"To my fellow perverts; may you never cross the line." * Dr. Dick Thomas watched as she walked down the hall and turned into a side room. He had been watching her more often recently and he tried hard not to be noticed doing it. Not that just looking at her would be cause for notice (not that there were many people around to notice in the first place!), bu...