Liz woke up to the familiar cascade of Jay's dark brown hair in her face. She smiled to herself and lifted her hand to gently stroke his hair away enough so she could kiss his forehead. Liz breathed in the scent of Jay, which consisted of a mix of strawberry scented soap and tea-tree-oil shampoo, the certain smell that Jay always had and Liz always loved t...
Author's Notes: Hi! This is my first submission to this site ever! This story is based on Greek Mythology, specifically the story of Hades and Persephone. In case you didn't know, Hades the king of the underworld and the richest of the gods took Persephone against her will to be his wife. My favorite myth! :) Now, I'm not perfect, so please forgive any spell...
I could tell she was nervous. It started out pretty innocently but after some drinks and conversation, it progressed rapidly. We had traveled back to her hometown of Krakow for vacation and had decided to go out for drinks after dinner before going back to the apartment we had rented. We were dressed for a night out; I was wearing a black button up shirt,...
I had been with the company for three years and thinking about leaving until I was transferred to a mid-size Rocky Mountain town. For me it was a dream come true; out of the city, fresh mountain air, and plenty of open road to ride my bike. Being 28 I had been into road bicycles since college and I was a weekend racer. In my new environment and with my new j...
Garoth felt a pain in his side and slowly opened his eyes. He grumbled and his hand found something hard and leathery. "Garoth, wake up," a voice swam and pulsed from across a great distance. "She's gone done it to you again." Garoth managed to open his eyes and he saw Jarint looking down at him. A light breeze blew and chill ran down his lower half. She...
"I have a confession to make, James." Helmut began smoothly, once the Cognac had been served and the servant had discreetly backed his way out of the room; the carved double doors closing with a muted but definite, click. "I had my reasons for asking you to dinner." He paused, looking at me with an amused twinkle in his eye. "You see, I most especially wan...
Author Notes: This is actually one of my first erotic stories ever written. It's something I came up with when my last girlfriend asked me why I don't write romantic poetry for her. Since I suck at poetry, this is what she got. (Yes, I have her permission to post it here.) That said, this story is actually quite sappy and there's a ton of flowery language th...
This is the second part of the story of "Francine" a Transgender woman from California. She and Jonathan meet in a Tucson resort two weeks after their first weekend together. Note from Francine-Thank you Mrstanley for writing and submitting my story. In real life I live and work in California and Mexico as a painter. Jonathan is a real lover from Phoenix....
Last night I saw him again. He called me on his way back home from an out of town business trip to see if there was any chance we could meet again in a couple of hours. By chance I was also on the road on my way to a late afternoon meeting for work. Thankfully, I was out of the house and had a good excuse and was able to agree to meet him. I've been marr...
Chapter 1 What did we do before social media? How did we manage to get through the day without that endless stream of dirty jokes, funny photographs, gossip and links to dodgy websites that now fill our lives? Yeah, yeah, I can hear you grumble. Get on with it, I can hear you say. Well, dear reader, it was one of those links that started me down the road to...