Faith led us cautiously away from the wargs and eventually found us a door that she was pretty sure led down to the basement. The door was locked, but Faith simply grabbed the doorknob and yanked the doorknob and the locking mechanism out of the door with one loud, wrenching pull. Having a slayer or two around is always helpful. They're very strong. The th...
For those of you following along, this is the first story I wrote. It is written in my husband's point of view and originally was under my other username - Imagine13. Version 2 has some steamy modifications, I hope you like... * My family, my wife of one year, Katy and myself are planning a trip to see my brother Doug, stationed at the Air Force at Oklahom...
My family, my wife of one year, Katy and myself are planning a trip to see my brother Doug, stationed at the Air Force at Oklahoma City. Doug is two years older than me and a good size bigger than myself. He has always been considered the ladies man of the family. He has a fiancé now, but she is in Des Moines, and will be until the wedding next spring. To sa...
(Author's Note: This installment contains some very graphic and painful imagery that may be offensive to some readers. Such events depicted are not intended to excite or arouse; rather, they further the plot of the story) Part Five: Betrayal and Retribution I was still in a daze after coming back from Lake Tahoe. Making love with Erin and Ross had been the...
Furious! Wonder Woman was jet lagged, battered, groggy and sore from her Guatemalan fiasco, but mainly she was––furious! Outraged! About to ease her abused body into a soothing hot jacuzzi, she had turned on the TV, idly, and saw––herself! Or rather, an obscene parody of herself: a busty brunette in a abbreviated version of her patented costume, kung fu figh...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
Dedicated to everyone I've loved, past...and present No Absolution: February 1998 It’s quiet here. But then again, it’s supposed to be quiet. Cemeteries, even those in the heart of a city, tend to be full of silence. The sounds of the neighborhood – barking dogs, laughing children, even the traffic on the adjacent streets – are swallowed up by the silence...
Chapter 5 Isabella remembers a musical evening and pirates take Isabella and Thomas from the Della Virago. Thomas poked his head above the hatchway to survey the activity on deck. Sailors were struggling with ropes and pulleys to move cannon across the deck while the officers supervised their clumsy efforts with curses and kicks. Clearly this was no place...
This is a story about a lesbian who trains her friend in the art of anal sex to please her man. While this has lesbian content, it is nonetheless a story about anal intercourse and thus in the anal category. All persons featured in nude and/or sexual situations are eighteen and up. Los Angeles, California. The once prominent tinsel-town is a shell of its fo...
This is my most difficult story to date; difficult to write, difficult to read. The sex is intense; the violence, more so. Most men will not have the patience to sit through it; it takes too long to get to "the good parts". Most women will not have the stomach for it; in places, it hits too close to home. I don't know whom that might leave as an audience, bu...