{Nothing erotic here at all, which is why it is posted as "Non-erotic." Sure, one naked female, but if you bother to read this you will see that was not erotic, either. It is strange how things just happen. I spent two decades with my former wife Dotty, good ones where nothing happened at all. We worked together, ate together, made love on Saturdays togethe...
Artist makes a discovery about his model, and he likes it. Prologue She slid her hands down her body, over her naked breasts, down her flat stomach, to the cleft of her hip. Her fingers played over the sensitive skin as the fingers she was sucking on tweaked one of her nipples. She reached between her legs, grabbed, squeezed, and rubbed until she was lying...
Like virtually every other rational adult on the planet, I had always assumed Santa Claus, and his workshop at the North Pole was a silly, fictional construct intended to gently encourage kids to be good and adding a little mystery to the otherwise decidedly commercial holiday. Like many myths, however, there were a few kernels of hard truths tucked away, bu...
Three bags of candy and a clothesline. The candy for any kids that might come knocking on his door. Snack-size Snickers bars, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, M&Ms. The clothesline for later, because he had never liked guns, didn't trust pills, and knew that slitting the wrists was only effective when done just right. Happy Halloween. He stood with his ca...
Note: All people are of age in this story, and I got this idea from a Manga, see my previous stories for the Authors name. ***** John was lying comfortable in bed. He hadn't quite woken up yet, but the morning light shining through the window had started to rouse him from slumber. He was having a pleasant dream of being in a massage parlor. Finely John...
"I am not going to be this person in a year." I made this silent vow as my parents' station wagon, stuffed with all my worldly possessions, pulled out of the driveway. Getting away from Harrisburg had been my goal since we moved there six years before. Now it was done. I'd dated desultorily through tenth grade, then decided that my only chance to get out w...
You receive the e-mail from me one morning as you're checking your messages. It's a simple one: "My wife is out of town for the weekend. I'll be making plans to come down to your town. I want to see you when I'm there. Check for me in the chatroom." As you read the brief e-mail, your crotch moistens noticeably. We had talked so much about actually meeting,...
Guilt hung like a heavy storm cloud of low-lying fog throughout the house for a good month after the night I seduced daddy in our living room. Or at least I figured it had to be guilt on his part as the next three nights he didn't come home from work, and after that he simply avoided being around me by working in his study with the door locked when he did co...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Changeling: Raining harder than a month of Sundays outside. Droplets the size of eggs. We're in Kitty's room back at the mansion and it's the evening and we're getting tipsy on one of Peter's secret stash. She tells me he keeps his bottles in a coolbox in his ward...
Hey Everyone! So, if you haven't guessed already, I'm kind of just posting these as fast as I can in preparation for the next book! I'm really excited about it! If you have feedback for me, please comment of message me! It'll definitely help me as I write Can't Fight Fate! Hope you enjoy! -Rosi *** "You shouldn't sleep in the hall next to a pile of your...