Although it has been two years since I posted a short story, I never stopped writing. In 2012, our relationship was at its start, and I began feeling things that I was not ready to share with him yet. Those feelings were coming through in my writing, so I kept my stories to myself for a long time. I actually wrote a book, and was also busy with editing Nicho...
I awoke to the sun shining in my eyes through the window and a very warm woman on my shoulder. I smiled as I remembered the time we had spent together. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw it was about six-thirty. My bladder announced that it wanted my attention. As quietly and gently as I could, I slipped out of bed without waking Maggie and hurr...
Thank you for the huge amount of support I received, I'm having a difficult time to stay modest. This is part 3 of the story, please read chapters 1 and 2 before reading this one. *** The Monday evening, as I stretched out on my single bed, a huge load of guilt was added the pool of unprocessed mixed emotions that my mind tried to contemplate. The words 'n...
The chaos of the bandit camp left little time for Hafred to truly realize just what he had been facing. All he knew was that Jenrea was calling for help, and the idea of her being in peril sent a surge of strength through his body. Everything - between the moment he spotted Jenrea and tore away from Elthyne's side, to the moment the twisted monstrosity lay t...
This is NOT a story. This is a scene, there is no character arc, no plotline and no moral. It's just a one-shot erotic encounter based on an RPG game based on a computer game. This is fanfic, more to the point it is gamefic set in the Elder Scrolls III world of Morrowind. I do write non-erotic fanfic, but this didn't seem to belong on the usual fan sites....
Now that two erotic events have happened to my wife (the episode in the sauna with my friend and having her body displayed to the oil delivery man) she has become much less inhibited. Where she would normally dress in pajamas or sweats, she now often dons a very thin silky robe. She sometimes wears it out in the garden or to the front lawn to pick up the new...
Why can't I sleep -- again? Hadn't my plan promised me it would all be over by now? After more than two years it should be, shouldn't it? My idea had been fool proof. She would show me what a dirty, cheap whore she really was and that would cure me forever -- and her too. Like an insecticide it would kill all the damn germs that still infested my soul. I'd b...
I woke the next morning immersed in a feeling a dread. I'm normally long to wake in the morning but the anticipation of the day brought me to a fully wakeful state almost immediately. I made myself coffee anyway, habits being what they are. I had two hours before I had to leave. Sipping my coffee, I reread the instructions. I had done so the previous night...
After he left Koshka's apartment that morning, Puck found himself torn between decisions. There was what he wanted to do as Puck. And then there was what he understood to be proper, as Malcolm. Some human notions were annoying to him, yet he knew that in the human world, this or that behavior was considered polite, decorous, the mark of high class, and so on...
Chapter 4 -- In the Flesh Virginity can be lost by a thought. -St. Jerome Scratch's searching hand finally climbed her leg and began to worry at the tight knot that Catherine had wrapped her thighs into. After a few moments of trying to get in, he stopped bruising and raising the skin on her neck to murmur, "Open." Catherine's thighs parted, and Scratch...