I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Mark Turner. Have you ever noticed that sometimes reality can be stranger than fiction. That point was driven home to me over twenty years ago. At that time I was in grad school working for my masters in engineering physics. I had enough money to be able to afford a reliable, older, car and have an apartment to m...
[Consequence: the results of an action, belief or circumstance. Some are intended, and some are unintended. This is a story about both kinds. There is sex in this story. Loving, delightful joining. The story could have been placed in Erotic Couplings, Mature or Romance. I flipped a coin and it came up Romance. Your comments and votes are encouraged. In my ex...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! New reader? This is one of the final chapters of Book Three of Home for Horny Monsters. You really should start at Chapter One. (Don't worry, there will be a Book Four) Returning reader? Welcome back! Not only am I excited to see you again, but I am excited to share this chapter with you! A lot is about...
***This is an Antebellum story*** The cold air whipped through the cracks of the door and small openings in the tiny cabin. The fire was going dead and adding more wood to it seemed futile as Abigail knew it was her last moments in the cabin she had called home. It was the only cabin she knew in her life other than her mother's cabin, and now it would soon...
Chicago, Illinois — 2006 Laresa sighed, unable to assist her Mistress due to the last command Hanna had spit out in a drug-fogged fit of pique. Just stand over there invisible and watch. Stay out of this. I can handle my fucking high, okay? Laresa shook her head sadly as she remembered the words, knowing they weren't true then, and certainly weren't true...
It was about 20 years ago. I was married at the time, but not happy at all. I also had a girlfriend who I got together with just for sex. This particular night I couldn't find my girlfriend anywhere at all. I had tried every bar that we ever went to and a few more. I drank a lot but didn't feel it. Probably because I was so horny. It was really snowing on...
Edited by Sienna. Paul quickly ran to the trees along the trail. "Damn. I knew I shouldn't have gone running," the young man said. He was in his late 20s to early 30s, tall and scruffy. He enjoyed being out, but in this December weather, snow was able to come down quick and fast. It quickly soaked through his clothes, leaving him shivering for warmth. He l...
Melinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children gigglin...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Chapter 13 Ellerie and her companions reached Snow Crown the next afternoon, still accompanied by the three stormborn soldiers. The snow had grown shallower as they traveled, and the soldiers removed their snowshoes when they stopped for the noon meal. The rest of the group decided to walk after that, giving the horses a break. An hour later, the trail was...