Authors Note: This is my entry in the "Winter Holidays Contest". There are some elements of the BDSM category in this story so if that is not to your taste perhaps choose a different story. If, however, you read and enjoy it please vote and leave a comment. Thank you very much to my friend, Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie Chelsea's Twelve days of Chri...
Hey folks, another year has come and gone. Merry Christmas. * * * * * * My name is Clinton Conners. I'm thirty-five years old and at the beginning of this story, I was confused, and pissed off. Those were, however, the only things I knew about my situation. Of course, there were other things going on in my life, but at the time I was blissfully unaware of...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 8: Pearl and Nadine. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: In these stories, I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some o...
Angel's Education: The Epiphany, The Video, Her Emerging Fetish, And The Vice-Principal. -A Tale of Smoking, Clothed Sex, Masturbation and Facials. [An addendum to a previously published erotic story, by the author "Luthor," entitled "The Reverend's Little Angel."] A Short Story (with a long title) By George Tyerbyter—aka Mick Carlo. ****************...
PART 4: The Choice *** I emerged from my bathroom feeling much refreshed, and yet my entire body ached from the exertion I'd just put it through. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I headed towards my closet to find a fresh set of pajamas. I'd also have to locate something for Taylor to wear. I stalked over and pulled open the closet door. Immediately I he...
Disclaimer: This is an erotic story. You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community and not be offended by the contents of it. If you are not 18, live in an overly repressed community, or are easily offended, move on. This is not for you. This story is fiction and as such is protected under the first amendment. The people refe...
I was lucky enough to own my own business, not too bad for someone who was an art major in college. It wasn't glamorous, it wouldn't land me in the Fortune Five Hundred, but it satisfied me and I made a pretty decent living. Enough, in fact, that my wife didn't have to work if she didn't want to. That was exactly what she did for the first five years, but...
This might be a bit slow and far too sweet for many people's tastes, but if you like a man who takes his time.... ------- Raoul's library, suffused by the soft, warm tones of Rubinstein's 1965 recording of Chopin's nocturnes, rests in the moonlight filtering through its stained glass ceiling. He sits on one of the sofas at the near end of the room, tryi...
The Priest's Virgin Concubine== || < > || ==~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~== || < > || == Chapter 1: Help Wanted "Ah, Father Kelly." The wrinkled face of the secretary peered around the corner and into the waiting room. "Come in. Bishop Whitford will see you now." It really wasn't fair, Justin Kelly thought, as he stood a...
Act 1 - Island Affairs Chapter 1 - The past catches up Sydney ran along the compacted sand of the beach lining Mwarotu Bay, the cloaked Majestic sat at anchor in the deep water to his left. The big muscular man with his dark mane of hair with its errant lock across his forehead shook as he ran. The dark-blue eyes were focussed on the sand in front of his f...