This is a rewrite to my first attempt at erotic fiction (Heroine Ch. 01) Please excuse any grammatical or punctuation errors as I have not obtained an editor yet. There is a bit on non-consent in this story, but it has been toned way down from the original. I hope everyone enjoys it and as always feedback is welcomed both negative & positive. Wyatt *******...
Agatha came down the stairs and was heading for the front door when she stopped and went to look in the living room. Her husband Ray was there in the living room nursing a cold. The TV was on and he was watching a re-run of last night's college football game. He'd fallen ill the following morning after his encounter with Tibbs which had led to him being like...
I got a job at a casino as a blackjack dealer, because after years of dealing drugs, dealing cards just seemed to make sense. A few months earlier I had been busted at a friend's house when the police raided him for growing pot in the basement. I didn't even know he was growing it. Shows what a great friend he was. The police busted me too because I had a cr...
A week later Jen woke up from a restless sleep. Mike had long ago left for work. She could hear Maria downstairs with the kids. Her body felt terrible. The cravings were really bad today. She'd finished the new cocaine four days ago. The old cocaine -- the stuff she kept in the shoe box -- didn't seem to have the same potency with her, and it was almost al...
Final Chapter There wasn’t much conversation after the incident on the beach. They had an early dinner and headed back to the hotel. Ian told Lori to dress in the other outfit he bought her and she and Tom should meet him in the lobby. Husband and wife headed to their room. Lori went to the bathroom to dress and Tom sat down on the bed reflecting on the pa...
My wife Elizabeth and I have been married 10 years and had on several occasions talked about involving another partner "male" in our lovemaking but do to our social standings and the kids we had opted to fantasize And keep our eyes open for the right person and time. My wife is 32 5-4 135lbs. And with her bright red hair and a short skirt she can stop traff...
At five the next morning Taggart slipped the dock lines from their cleats; he hopped back on board and into the cockpit, and once there he put the transmission into reverse. Using the bow thruster, he kept Time Bandit centered in the slip as he backed-down into the marina's entrance channel, then he pointed the bow upriver and motored towards Gothenburg's ci...
No. I had no reason to complain. Things were going amazingly well. That last soliloquy remained to be written and that would determine the final, overall cast of the play, but that was all. I was stubbornly holding onto that, having some ambiguous feelings about my characters, or maybe I just liked making everyone nervous. The play was quite simply a pheno...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
Last night I had this crazy dream that I was in prison and you were there. It was actually you and me and everyone we ever met. We were all in prison together. The prison wasn't like a normal prison. It was more like a giant kindergarten. Every other wall in the common areas were painted a vibrant indigo or Halloween orange. Cells were a solid robin's egg...