© 2003 by Thrillerauthor Sandy Lane glanced at his Rip Curl watch as he paddled back towards the lineup. Less then twenty seconds remaining in his heat. Sandy had one good wave under his belt, but unless he nailed another one, there was no way he was going to make it into the finals. He glanced over his right shoulder, and at first he couldn't believe wha...
Simon Blanquette went down the stairs quietly hoping to get out of the front door before his mother could confront him, but the woman was alert and had been half-expecting a sly escapade, and he didn't make it. "Where are you going Simon?" she asked him in the hall. Technically an adult he quivered like a child in front of her and offered a soft ingratiat...
My life was perfect. I had a beautiful young loving wife, two tiny beautiful little girls. Enough money so we lived very comfortably. We really enjoyed our life. Then we were invited by our best friends to help them put on a benefit program to help raise money for a Foundation. Our friends, Savanna and Jonas Lambert, had a foundation that provided plastic s...
Chapter one. In which Susan meets a centaur and begins her quesT Susan is a twenty something woman. Up to now, her life has been spent in a learning environment followed by several years of self-abuse. Her qualifications were either too much or too little for serious employment, although, her efforts to establish a career hadn't really been conducted in ea...
Chapter I: In which Alan Cox, ordinary man, becomes Don Cocksote, righter of wrongs, lover of love, and world-famous fighter for all manner of romantic justice. * In a town in New England, the name of which I have no desire to recollect, there lived not long ago an older man, nearly sixty, of the kind who have an old scooter in the garage, an elderly cat t...
+++++++++++++ Author's Note: Apologies for the long story. I am still a newbie here. And it took a little while to get the build up to where the characters can actually have sex. Feedback is welcome. ++++++++++++++ Damn! I cursed loudly as I walked out of the elevator and saw the long line at the Starbucks in the lobby of my hotel. My morning prep meetin...
Janie looked at herself in the mirror. She barely recognized the person she saw. Her had been styled with hot metal rods and some kind of light, fragrant oil that held it's shape as it dried. It had taken a while, sitting there and letting Tonya do who-knows-what to it. Then Tonya had put makeup on her and helped her pick out an outfit from a communal clos...
Warning: This chapter is rated a swap-happy R and contains boobs, bisexual orgies, homosexual orgies (both kinds), traps, gender bending, role reversal, parties, hairy girls, hormones, gold diggers, man-boobs, sexy butts, casual sex-toy wearing, body swaps, body part swaps, sexual positivity, classy escorts, role swaps, clothing swaps, discovery, and a consp...
Welcome to my second attempt at writing. For those that read my first, thanks for all the great comments. For those readers looking for lots of graphically described sex, you may be disappointed. If you love characters and storylines, I hope this satisfies your craving. I need to especially thank NoraFares for her kind assistance. If you love excellent wri...
*************** Notice: some tags dealing with dark topics have been omitted in this listing for the sake of preserving dramatic tension. The story doesn't contain any descriptions of sex or graphic violence, though violence and torment are major themes. This story explores fear, torment, corruption, and loss of self identity. I originally meant for it to...