CHAPTER I On a day not long after the Blessed Saint Patrick banished all manner of snakes from the island of Eiru, two men fought for a woman. One wore the cloak of the Ui Neill clan, and wielded his sword with the ferocity of a pledged warrior fighting for the honor of his liege's daughter. The other wore homespun garments, stained brown from a life in the...
To anyone else it might have seemed a crazy idea but it is truly a perfect plan. I figured out a modern way to live free and "live off the land". Over the years I've written many unpublished stories and novels. I know the business as well as anyone actually in the business. It was all fun. Soon, I'd have more time on my hands to write and then the checks wou...
If anyone had asked Will for the complete list of what he would most like to be doing right now, 'sitting in the waiting room of Walsh and Holbien, Attorneys at Law,' would have come in under getting a long, slow root canal. He had just been here yesterday for the reading of his grandfather's will, but now it seemed that even death was not going to stop Gran...
Thanks for all the comments and emails for the first two chapters. I hope many of the readers are interested enough to follow the story through to the end and continue to send me their thoughts." Chapter 3 16 years ago Alan sat in the classroom by himself waiting. He hated feeling anxious but he was just that. Only for her, though. He'd never feel that w...
Dani woke the next morning, as usual, at five thirty. Until recently, she had awakened to Melanie's crying for a bottle; Melanie now slept later, but Dani hadn't been able to break the habit of waking. She had found that getting up so early gave her a better chance to get things done around the house without the girls in the way. She stood and stretched; he...
The sequel to - 'What goes up...' Read that FIRST. Lying on the large, double bed, Harriet sleepily eased her naked body onto its side and the hollow gold crucifix around her pale neck slipped lovingly between her large, firm breasts. Her body heat gradually warming the red pubic hair folded neatly within. She opened her eyes - remembering. Today was t...
Charlotte stared up at me, her dark eyes like pools of sex and her lips like a cavern containing everything wonderful in life. She reached toward my knickers. "Not yet," I said, and held her hands in mine. We stared into each other's eyes and I wondered what she was thinking. "What are you thinking?" she asked, and I laughed. Somehow, we were invisibly conn...
Having just discovered this site, I was ecstatic to find several writers who share my affection for female body hair. My infatuation goes back a long way, and I hope that you enjoy my recollections of some of the wonderful ladies who were kind enough to share their beauty with me. Please note - if you find the subject of female body hair offensive, you will...
A straight-arrow business professional steps way outside his comfort zone. Author's Note: There was some debate about which category this story lives in. Some will disagree, but wiser heads than mine advised that it could—but really doesn't—belong in Erotic Encounters, or Group Sex, or even GM. There's a fetish element to this story, and it probably fits t...
His Mistress locked his cock cage and then his blindfold. His hands had been bound and chained above his head so most of his weight was taken on his arms. Before having him blindfolded and chained up she had had him fuck her to orgasm twice and then rewarded him as she often did when she was especially pleased with him by letting him jerk himself off into hi...