Thanks for reading my little story. I love comments, questions, and thoughts about how I can improve. Compliments are good, constructive criticism is better. Love it or hate it, I beg you tell me why. WORD COUNT: 10,150 * Ben walked into the lunch room. Microwaves hummed and dinged. The mixed-media aroma of last night's leftovers filled the room and a doz...
Doug, loved history. It started at school and he began to collect memorabilia as a hobby. Sometimes it was magazines or newspapers, plates and mugs to commemorate historic events, military memorabilia, cap badges, medals, anything that had a connection to some sort of significant event in the past. Inevitably, this brought him into contact with others with s...
Chapter One - It's Not Right Uncle John, For All Sorts of Reasons Author's Note: This is a little two-part tale similar to my early stories. It has all the trappings of a Michelle Nylons story: a little incest, a little blackmail, a lot of sex and a surprising ending. I hope you like it. Crystal Palace sat at the bar watching Melanie Starr singing The Cryi...
This series about a Cuckold and his Hotwife has been resumed after a long break following a number of lockdown requests - I hope you still enjoy it. Love Jenny xx * It was Friday evening, two weeks after that amazing night in which my lovely, unfaithful wife Alice and our friend Julie had spent the evening playing the role of high class prostitutes in a sm...
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I don't know what I expected to happen on the day of my fortieth birthday, but up until the moment I pulled into my driveway that evening, it had been just another day like any other. Without a doubt, it became a day that I will never forget. In fact, it was a day that changed my life forever. I hadn't told anyone at work that I reached that rather depressi...
Author's note: This chapter is all plot and story. ***** It wasn't yet dawn, but the soft glow of the approaching sunrise started to creep across the night sky. Silently her bare feet padded across the dew covered grass. They looked so peaceful sleeping together - this Zecairin man and his Elthairin woman huddle together under the willow tree. It was a sw...
Whap! I wasn't expecting it, and the slap caused me to stagger back, my ears ringing. "What the hell was that for?" I shouted. Wait, I need to go back a few weeks and explain a few things, or this won't make any sense. I entered the house from the garage and walked into our kitchen shortly after 4:00 in the afternoon, when I usually get off from work. The...
Welcome back! For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book, just search for "The Runesmith Chronicles" (it was supposed to be Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here. Oops :P) or find it on my works page. Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things lik...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn wind...