Thanks to my dear friend blackrandl1958 for giving me the basis for this story, her advice, input and, of course, her editing. Thanks toTodd172 and Crkcppr for beta reading. * I was in the mood for some fishing, so I loaded my gear in my truck and left Austin bound for Round Rock. There was a small river with some decent fishing. I had been there before a...
*Disclaimer -- This is a work of fiction, based on mutual fantasies of my wife and I.* We decided to mix up our vacation plans this year and head to an adults only all-inclusive resort in Mexico. We usually went to Maui with the kids, but decided we needed some time to ourselves so we dropped them off with the grandparents and headed to a child-free resort....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone, and welcome back to the 5th chapter in the morphing drug saga! This time, we'll be looking into the "Red Drug" mentioned in the last story. Now... onto the bad news. My life has been very busy as of late, and will probably continue to be for a long time. Not only that, but as passionate as I am about these stories... well, if...
I'd like to thank my editor. You know who you are. You're the best in the business and I love you. This is the first and last story that will be posted under this username. Hope you find it entertaining. ***** May 19 started very well. It was a Monday and I had a final. I aced it. I went to check the schedule and saw that I didn't have another until Friday...
October 2012. Zipping up the cool leather boots to within an inch of my knee always sent a delicious shiver racing up my spine. It wasn't just the temperature of the soft material against my bare flesh, it was what it symbolised; what it made me. It made me his. Alone I sat, framed between pillars either side of the headboard that was almost twice the wid...
Like many kids believe of themselves, I was an awkward teen. Big Coke bottle glasses over braces and sitting on a nose that was too big, hooked on ears that were floppy. Stringy, dirty blonde hair, and Ill-fitting clothes. In reality it probably wasn't that bad, but since perception is reality, that's what I'm going with. So I felt awkward, kind of clumsy a...
Here's Chapter 2 (finally!). If I had been this bad at estimating schedules when I was a freelance tech writer, I'd be living under a highway bridge in Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana. But once again, my characters gave me the one-finger salute and did what they damn well pleased. So mea culpa, y'all, mea maxima culpa. I promise to try to do better. Ivan powe...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I can hear Claire's voice clearly in the living room through the wall of the bathroom. I open the shower curtain and reach for my towel. I dry myself off a little before I step out of the shower, so I'll drip less water on the floor and bathmat and then I step out. Claire's voice...
"You do too!" I pushed Caroline playfully, pulling the covers off her chest. "Sex is not easier for girls than it is for boys! We have to do a lot of work to have a good time." She pouted at me, pulling my hand up in between her breasts and bringing me closer under the covers. We had left the window open the night before and the chilly spring air cooled th...
30 MINUTES EARLIER A black BMW Z4 convertible pulled up to the entrance of the Windsor Park hotel in downtown Nashville. The driver's door opened and a pair of red Converse All Stars planted themselves on the sidewalk as Hayley Williams climbed out of the luxury vehicle. She spotted a handsome young hotel employee named Jordan wandering out through the vas...