December 2019 "Let's go-oooo..." Anya Taylor-Joy told me in a sing-song voice as she leaned her head to the side. "What for?" I asked, only pausing long enough to say it. Then I went right back to kissing her along the neck. "Because the party has already started," Anya said while looking up at the ceiling, desperately trying to resist the urge to get bac...
Ahhh, Christmastime at the underwear store... Make sure you read all the Holiday Contest entries and vote on your favorites! * * * There's nothing quite like driving along the sea on a nice, warm day, windows down, smelling the salt and letting the sandy sun soak into the car, driving out the smells of stale coffee and old fast-food wrappers. Today was a...
Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything describe...
Lawrence's deep-set frown was illuminated harshly by the cold blue light of his computer monitor. He didn't like what he was seeing on his monitor. Didn't like it one bit. At nineteen, he would have watched it eagerly. At fifty, he knew he should turn it off, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. And the more he watched, the angrier he became. On the othe...
Wednesday 1900 hours She moved across the crowded bar with a feline fluidity that would have been called graceful or elegant on a pretty woman. With Margo the word most often used to describe her movements was lethal. She was a mountain of a woman; nearly six foot one and she packed nearly two hundred pounds of muscle on that frame. Her legs were long and h...
He was chosen the moment I saw him on the street that hot summer night. Tall, dark and handsome to say the least, and a young thing, surely of age, but no more than 20, I guessed, a tender and succulent morsel for seasoned predator like me. The wet warmth and pulsing tingle I felt between my thighs told me he was the one. I followed him at a discreet distan...
This is my story for the Summer Lovin' competition and it's set in July, during the two weeks of Wimbledon, but the locations are not limited to London. In days of old, when knights were bold, a handsome knight in shining armour would gallop up, sword in hand, to rescue the beautiful maiden. Fighting his way past the disreputable henchmen he would find and...
"We have been sssuppresssing all newsss of the losss of our forcesss in the Regulusss sssyssstem, jussst asss you ordered, your Imperial Majesssty," Grand Prelate Melkadian said, glancing up at the vast draconic behemoth with no small amount of apprehension. "The Imperial Information Bureau hasss kept all talk of the battle from newsss feedsss, and any queri...
Friday I woke up in Tina's RV on my back pitching a tent. Tina came out of the bathroom seeing me awake immediately brightened up. She jumped onto the bed and kissed me deeply. "Go pee. I will not take credit for a piss erection." Tina insisted. I smiled and I got up to use the bathroom. I hadn't considered this but the bowl was significantly lower than u...
This story covers several categories. Non-Erotic - Erotic Couplings - BDSM - Romance - Mature. I finally decided on Mature because the main characters fall into that age group. In life, all our decisions, and those made for us, have consequences. Some good. Some bad. This story is about Hela and the consequences of her being who she is, the consequences of...