So... My first ever story, here, I guess. Being new here, I probably should've known it'd be hard for me to commit to this, but in the end, I decided to roll with it. Note: This will be my first story, so it may not be to everyone's liking. Furthermore, I may make mistakes here, and there, or the story may be short, or anything of that distinction, and so...
One of the things I enjoy most about writing is all of the people I meet doing it and the exchange of ideas and info from other writers. The kindly delivered criticism and encouragement they offer fuels my desire to get better at it. I recently met a new writer who I truly believe is going to set this genre on fire. He calls himself "The End Begins" and he g...
"Alison Brie Joins the Party" Summer, 2018 This is a flashback to when things started to really pick up at the Lodge. At this point, Lodge attendees were now in the double digits. After the random couple invites that Maisie and Sophie had extended (Emilia Clarke and Hailee Steinfeld), there were now invites being extended more frequently. Emilia Clarke inv...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my prior series Criminal Affair 1-10, and unlike previously I chose not to piecemeal it out. I wanted this one all at once, and any future stories for this series will be done in this fashion as well. I would like to really thank Tigersman for the excellent editing. ---- Monday - March 17, 2025 -Chase Kramner- A long s...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect th...
"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them." Marcus Aurelius, Meditations * It's an old story, really. Been told a few times too, I reckon. About an old man -- well, not really old, not quite yet, anyway -- but an old man who's followed his heart and run into a few potholes along the road more or less traveled. A ma...
Annie was dressed to the nine's, she spent an hour soaking in the tub where she shaved every hair off her lower body and now thoroughly relaxed, dried herself off and slipping into a large fluffy robe, took a seat at the dressing table. There she dried her hair and put it up in curlers. Spending an extra amount of time, she applied her make-up and once done...
This is the fourth Convertible story. The first two, "The Convertible" and its sequel "The Convertible -- Another Road" are closely connected and should be read together, but from the third story onward, the Convertible stories are standalones, the charmed 1955 TR2 being the sole thread tying them together. Sometimes when writing a story, help comes from u...
An introduction and a couple admonitions: By way of introduction this is one of several stories, maybe three or four, involving infidelity without my concomitant effort to reconcile the spouses. Something else will happen. No mayhem, just something else. Also, it's in two parts, but it's all here, no sequels. A couple admonitions are in order. First, the s...
Breakfast was at six-thirty sharp, though I was already dressed and more or less ready for the day when I came down to the "relaxed" dining area as it was called well ahead of that. Deidra and Bella were already seated however in preparation of being served. "Sit down, join us," Bella said. "I will...but I need to do something else first," I informed them...