*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* ***** So how did I get here: I'm Waylon Fielding. I'm married to Celine, the younger daughter of the wealthy and widowed Ms. Melissa Harmon. Rounding out the family tableau of in-Laws are Melisa's elder daughter, Kerry Tatum, and Sonny, Kerry...
"How long have you traveled to be here?" The princess asked quietly as she forced eye contact with Tarquin. Her face was still flushed, but she'd obviously regained some of her composure. "A month, give or take a day," Tarquin answered easily. He immediately found himself respecting the woman, and he knew how preposterous his request had been. He wondered...
October 20, Tuesday evening "Why do I let him talk me into these things?" Jason told the man who looked back at him in the mirror. He shook a finger at him, "You're such a sucker, you fall for it every time.!" 'You need to get out there more, Jason.' John O'Donell had urged. "You'll never meet anyone stuck in your house night after night, Jason." Bill Walke...
This story is essentially an interracial one, between a high up Lady from the UK, and a young black stable hand, it develops in to love, and there is an added lesbian twist towards the end. ***** Lady Samantha Walker was against the four by two rails that formed the dividers of the four horse stable, her arms were outstretched, her wrists bound by leathe...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The following is a sequel to my story 'Haunted Sex House'. It is a supernatural horror story, with elements of nonconsent, bisexuality, incest, and some character deaths. All characters are 18 or older. ***** Tim walked across the grey concrete plaza, shoulders hunched up, trying to protect himself from the cold late-October wind that swept...
It happened over breakfast, in the Marcello household in Upper Elm. And it came from Johnny's sister. Without warning, in front of their Mom, as they ate their Corn Flakes, she said, "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" That's all. "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" And she let the question hang there. They were all at the table: their mother, Johnny's yo...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* Vlad: "You actually expect me to believe my Father, Brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we hav...
October 1991 The collision was momentous. As the dark Ford pick up truck swerved into the opposite lane of traffic, the driver of the car in the opposite lane stepped frantically at her break petal, desperately trying to get out of the way of the on coming truck. It was no use. The truck hit the small sedan head on. The sound of metal screeching against m...
"You're up early, sweetheart." "Oh, hi. Yes, I couldn't sleep. Can I get you anything?" "A cup of coffee?" "Sure. Just a sec, okay," she said. As she poured his coffee, she put it in his favorite travel mug. He was dressed in his uniform and ready to leave so sitting down with her was out of the question. "How long will you be gone this time?" she asked...
This story is written for the 2020 Summer Lovin' Contest. All sexual activity is among those older than 18 years of age. It's a slow burn (with a little taste early on) and not excessively graphic, but I hope you'll find it worthwhile in the end. Thanks for reading and for your feedback through any votes, comments, favorites, or follows! ______________...