Author's note: This story begins shortly after the end of my first story, A New Experience. Although this story does standalone by itself, for some context you may want to read that story first if you have not already done so. * My name is Susan. Presently I am sitting next to my wonderful husband Jeff that I love with all my heart. He is currently drivin...
I awoke to the subtle smell of sex, and a hint of the soft perfume that Cathy had worn wafting around me. Then I remembered our adventures of yesterday, and acknowledged my satisfaction by sprouting a very intense erection. As I reached down to relieve some of this sexual pressure, two things happened. Suddenly, in addition to the soft scent of Cathy about...
Chapter 2: San Diego Keira held a picture of Jerry in her hands, tears streaming down her face as she looked at the picture. Grasping her hand, I gave it a gentle squeeze trying to reassure her. Keira tuned to me and gave me a brave smile, her tears still streaming down. "Thank you, Bill." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders; Keira moved closer to me a...
James had two-weeks of vacation and Monica planned to make the most of it. She never asked what his real job was, and she probably would have been surprised had she known. What if she found out that he was an undercover cop; what if she discovered that he came to Donkey Productions with an eye on busting them? The fact was that he did not bust them. Him bein...
Dear readers: The current work has been reviewed by a few. Most agree it has flaws. It is a second half to the story "When." You know my sick version of a love story. People objected that it was no romance. Further, it was also almost universally agreed that it could only go one of two ways. But this is fiction, right? Thank you Vickie and all the others w...
Davinci tossed and turned as much as the wooden box would allow. His thoughts were consumed by Lyric. In a fog between asleep and awake he relived every detail of the night; her black dress, the satin lingerie, her exquisitely soft skin, the distinct smell of her sex. Never in his 170 years of being a vampire had he met someone like her. She was The One. L...
The floorboards hummed, the walls vibrated, the building rumbled. The epicentre of this eruption: the apartment's lone bedroom. I crouched, placed my ear on the wooden door. The female shrieked, yelped, and let out a succession of high-pitched elongated moans, "Aiiii, ohhhh," all delivered with – detectable without actual words used – a clear Asian accent. I...
Sarkopheros Says: Another Brod story! Sorry the pace has slowed down, but I'm not dead yet! Just busy with work and my other stories. This is the biggest Brod yet, clocking in at over nine thousand words. Old /b/ memes aside, the exact count is 9,357. If you read the other Brod stories, you know what to expect. If you haven't, expect an absolutely monstrou...
It was during my research with my latest project that I realized I needed additional assistance. While interviewing candidates, I first met Alex. The process of interviewing people is hard for me. My social skills are not the greatest because I'm basically very shy. To make it easier, after reading all the resumes, I narrowed the applications down to three...
© 2011 All Rights Reserved Author's Note: Thanks again to my beta readers and to estragon for copy editing. Ryan gave herself a mental shake as she got her guitar out. It was Saturday, and in seven days, they'd be headlining at the 9:30 Club. She thought she must be excited; she kept telling herself the butterflies in her stomach meant she was excited. Sh...