So this story came out of nowhere. It was inspired by a post by ChrystalWynd and suddenly I felt I just had to write it. It was originally intended to be three chapters, but as I was writing it morphed into a single short story. Hey, these things happen. Once again I'm experimenting with various fetishes - namely, tattoos and pregnancy. I don't rightly kno...
"Nadya! Nadya! Come in now!" "Mama! The soldiers are coming!" Shouting from the gate, I stood at the bottom of the hill near the road. I could hear the rumbling of the tanks before they rounded the bend to pass our house. It was so exciting when they drove by on their way to the Volga River. There they would board barges and travel south from Saratov, thro...
Part 1 of 2: My First Love Reclining on my sofa, I watch my pre-pubescent teenage daughter playing on the lawn with several other neighborhood girls, knowing these carefree days are short-lived indeed. I realize that she'll soon be interested in rolling around with boys instead of girls, even if she doesn't want to admit it. The prospect of having mature...
Forward: Feel free to jump directly into the story, but there are two things that might help you before reading this. First, this is a Dream Chapter in a series I am writing called The Desire Principle. You don't need to read any of the series to understand this story, but if you do choose to read some of the other chapters, particularly the first one, you w...
Sleeping Beauty A continuation of "Black's Magic" Daniel knew this was no fairy tale. He knew that he was neither dreaming, nor hallucinating, nor revisiting one of the many fantasies, featuring him and Mecca in assorted sexual situations, ranging from the really commonplace come-back-to-my-apartment-and-let's-fuck to the . . . slightly disturbing one wher...
Thursday, 9:34 am His fingers fumbled with the lid of the bottle of water. Eventually, they managed to open it and pour the cool liquid down his throat. As Andrew Hargreaves swallowed, he noticed his wife watching him. "Save some for me," she said. Andrew screwed the lid back on and handed it to her. "So, having trouble keeping up?" "Me? No – I'm ju...
Author's Note: Okay, so this is the second epilogue, and the last chapter in the Amy, Captured series. After this, it's all Panic Moon, the first chapter of which will be up and about as soon as I can get it to y'all. Special thanks go to my editor and baby mama, Isabel, who deserves extra credit for sitting with me and throwing a bunch of new ideas into t...
This story will have at least three parts. Somewhere in the three parts these things will show up: (they are not listed in order of appearance) new bras, menopause, a funeral, dildos, honesty, a 4some, mfmf, mmf, mfm, mm, a cruise, a crocodile, trading husbands/wives, sex toys, new friends, family, suckling, nudity, harnesses, coitus and oral sex. All that...
"Wait here baby, I'll go check us in," I whispered to Ann, who was awake, but a still little groggy. "Okay," she said softly as she smiled at me, her eyes open but glassy. Ann had slept the vast majority of our trip from Colorado to Omaha. She was awake when we left Loveland, but she drifted off about a half hour into the trip. I roused her at the state li...
Killian, Billy, Sir Billy who? Rae felt the tension roll through Killian and then he turned, while almost imperceptibly pulling her behind him. Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he let go, facing the man. High noon popped into her head, with his shoulders back and hands at his sides all he needed was a holster, a pistol, and a cowboy hat. "I'm finis...