Apologies for the time it has taken to write this second chapter. I went on an overseas holiday and when I returned had to move house. Still settling in so hopefully, this won't be too disjointed as a result. ***** I closed the front door behind me and leaned back against it, eyes closed. My mind was swirling with what I had just been through. It was witho...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years or older. ***** STOWAWAY Aurora was on a broad reach, ploughing through a friendly sea, heading south by east. It was one of those days, crafted specially as a gift for sailors, with a steady fifteen-knot breeze powering the sails, a long rolling swell and very little chop. Leaving George the...
"ARE you sure it's OK, darling" sobbed Rochelle, her beautiful green eyes brimming with tears. "Are you really, really sure?" "Of course, beautiful one," replied Mel, stroking her hair, and drawing her closer to him. "Just because I've done stuff like that in the past doesn't mean I need to do it all the time." "But... But... " Rochelle held Mel tightly, r...
This is the next chapter in a sequel that brings together characters and topics from previous chapters. Best if you read those first! *** The mobile phone ringing in the distance became louder and seemed oddly familiar as it invaded her subconsciousness and jolted Mandy from her dream state. She rubbed her eyes as she tried to shake off the hazy throws o...
It was a late Indian-summer week in Berlin. My colleague Philip met me at Tegel airport mid-afternoon. This visit was planned as mostly vacation, just a touch of work to make it properly chargeable to our grant. I would be staying in his ground-floor visitor's apartment rather than in some faceless hotel – reciprocity for similar hospitality on my part every...
Part 1 Well, it finally happened. A year after we went to Cancun together and had an incredible week of intimacy and nudity. We moved in together. It was just a little two bedroom apartment, nothing special. But it did have a nice deck, where we could cook steaks and work on our tans. It was not 100% private, but close enough. Unpacking is always a drag...
Once again Kay decided that she had to give some serious consideration to what was happening to her life, before term started back. The events over the past months were rushing by and gathering pace and she didn't want to be just tossed along in this wave of sexual release. She wanted to be in control of her life not a victim. She realised she would have to...
CHAPTER 1 Romance, oh why couldn't he experience romance? Just the once would do, thought Tom O. Bates whose trail of mixed-bag seductions lay in his wake like feathers of a rooster attempting to escape the red-faced farmer's wife wielding an axe and intent on having her sleep interrupted by only one cock at dawn. Tom was an unsuccessful writer of sexy nov...
Author's Note: This is a sequel series to Amy, Captured. To get the full experience, please read that one first. Hey everyone, how's it going. Real quick today, just thanking my team of supporters here: Isabel, D, Allyourbase, and LogicalDreamer. All awesome people! Oh, and you might be wondering about the apparently sudden timeskip forward here. What's goi...
So there we were, all five of us back again in the bar at the old Hotel Patagonia, sitting at a table under a really useless, squeaking ceiling fan that turned no more than about one revolution per minute. Since there was no air conditioning, we all usually chose cold beer to drink. That's what one does in the tropics -- drink cold beer. The year was 1983,...