How to write realistic incest stories After seeing how many people are writing incest stories, it becomes obvious that it is an area that is exciting to a great many people. Yet incest is something that is forbidden, not spoken about, and if nobody tells you what it is really all about then how on earth would you go about writing it if you have no experienc...
It was another restless night for me. She had been on my mind and I had to change my sheets yet again when I awoke. The plan was to take her dancing and dining today, and then I'd probably fuck her afterwards. The day had been very busy, the ranch abuzz with energy. My parents were due home in 48 hours, so any slacking off that had taken place was being co...
"The Evil of Hammond House" by Patrick Donovan © 1996 - Black Angora Press Introduction & Disclaimer This story is not like my others and I debated for some time as to whether or not I should release it. HAMMOND HOUSE does contain the same kinds of detailed passionate and romantic lovemaking people have come to associate with my writing, but...
I met Kristina for the first time when I began working at a restaurant. She was the daughter of the general manager. She clearly had some Hispanic ancestry, though her skin was more of a lightest-brown, and she had a nice figure, a pretty white smile, and memory recalls her eyes as dark, long-lashed, and always shining. I came to know her better one night...
The next few weeks were the proverbial blur, one could say. There was Militia training, initiation into the officer corps, and orientation as a field nurse. Compared to being a civilian RN, this was something quite different. I was busy, which I really liked, but I didn't have time for any kind of personal life. Nor did the reality of the battlefield chang...
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The alarm rang and woke up Mark. He could hear Jamie in the kitchen so he put on a robe and joined her. Mark saw Jamie with her tablet opened. She's probably checking Facebook he thought. "You're up early." he said as he poured some coffee. Jamie did not reply. As he turned to her he could see her making faces. They were more like grimace...
Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. It's nearly 5 p.m. Saturday afternoon on the Cruise With A Difference and Kristen and Katy are about to call their husbands after a most amazing day – probably the most amazing of the entire cruise. They had just got back to their s...
About a year after the birth of our son, my wife pretty much lost all interest in having sex. So, when the lack of sex, and the fights that caused, got to a certain point, I turned cold and only talked to my wife if I had to. Of course, since women thrive on romance, my becoming cold had an immediate impact. And when she confronted me about it, rather than g...
Ashley and I, Brett Pierson, first met in third grade. For some reason we were always friends, even though we were quite different and usually hung out with different crowds. I was more of an introvert – although I consider myself an ambivert – while she definitely is an extrovert. Both of us are decent looking although we'd never make it as one of the "beau...
Chapter 19 : "Ello ello ello what's going on 'ere then?" Stephen Rendell walked through the frozen crisp leaves of Hyde Park and watched his breath illuminated by the morning sun. It was minus five. He imagined his exhale was smoke from a cigarette, and his heart fluttered again remembering her; kicking himself for not asking her for a date there and then....