I had been trying to set up a fun gathering at my house with my group of martial arts friends for several months, but everyone's schedules were always so busy that it was hard to coordinate a date. We finally found a Saturday afternoon and evening that would work for everyone, so I began making plans. Being that it was summer, I definitely wanted to enjoy t...
Author's Note: I thought I should mention that the great part of this chapter was written close to the last time I submitted something (almost a year ago, yikes!), but while some of the writing might be a bit dated by now, I figured my reappearance here took precedence over self-consciousness about old writing, and finally bucked up and finished the damn thi...
Marianna felt watchful eyes on her as she tended to the patrons of her Aunt's Inn. The Inn was alive with the sound of chatter, but the source of the eyes on her was in a pocket of silence in the dimly lit corner of the Inn. She shot a glance towards the man watching her, and felt, as she had the first time she laid on eyes on him when he walked in, a warmt...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 40). This story c...
The cool crisp fall air penetrated her and sent shivers down her spine. She loved this time of year. The cool air, the crunchy leaves, and any reason to curl up in front of the fireplace. Too bad nights were spent alone. The dog ran to the edge of its leash pulling Reina along. The park was the perfect place to mentally get away from it all. As she daydream...
Sometimes change in a woman's life path means a change in our most intimate sexual being. This time that change started with the most unlikely person. My Pastors Wife. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely and not so purely coincidental! All characters are over the age of 18. As this is my first story submission, al...
Wiping the steam from the foggy mirror Violet finally got a chance to take a long hard look at her self. She even appeared different. Her eyes were cold yet sleepy... like his. She could see him in her. Feel him. Even after bathing obsessively she could still feel the filth coursing through her veins. Vivid images of what happened that night constantly flash...
Rose woke Grace just before eight. Her daughter grumbled, pleaded, and eventually gave in to the inevitable when Rose reminded her that she needed to discuss the internet with Chad. "Can we dye our hair today? I think I have picked out the style I want," were her daughter's first words as she plopped down in a chair at the kitchen table. Rose turned the...
Chapter 9: Friends in Low Places In the back of the Bronze, unnoticed, sat a young man with bright green eyes. He kept reaching up to his neck as if searching for something that wasn't there. His eyes were narrowed and focused, as most of the male and some of the female eyes were, on a particular redhead in leather. Most Sunnydale inhabitants were so used t...
This story was written with my special friend Kevsta. Susie: I hesitated, unsure; what if someone saw? Could I possibly go ahead with my plan, I wondered. When I had been reading the story on the internet it had seemed such a deliciously naughty idea to act it out, but now, as I was about to start, was it really wise? I ran over the story in my head. It se...