This story features descriptions of rough aggressive sex. So if that sort of thing upsets your sensibilities then I suggest this might not be the story for you. As always the characters involved are all over the age of 18. Comments and feedback are much appreciated. ***** "You're late!" "A few minutes that's all." Terry grumbled, as he marched past B...
Copyright © October 2019 by CiaoSteve CiaoSteve reserves the right to be identified as the author of this work. This story cannot be published, as a whole or in part, without the express agreement of the author other than the use of brief extracts as part of a story review. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings a...
After hanging up... My mind was a complete jumble of mixed up thoughts, all twisted and turned like the thick vines in a rainforest, each going somewhere -but where I had no clue and nor did I know how to untangle any of it. Where was all of this going? That was the question I had... I was a bit panicked now so, in doing what any 37yr old guy would do...I...
Gnarly Reese whipped through the Chicago traffic like a pro. Even though Naomi's car was not his kind of ride it was fun. Even better, it was a convertible, with the top down exposing the owner of the vehicle to anyone looking. He had locked his landlady's clothing in the trunk forcing her to ride nude. Shockingly, she couldn't stop laughing. Nor could shoul...
November 1st, 1885 The elven city of Quintarra swayed beneath my feet – moving and groaning like Edward Teach's ship at the high seas. I gripped onto the thin rope that served as the only security as the elven woman Raven led me from the base of the platform leading to the residence of the Silver Lady to the front entrance itself. Raven was, despite her ea...
Copyright 2019 by Stormbringer Chapter 4: Sexy on South Beach Beth was still exhausted when she returned home. She tossed her keys and Ashley's underwear on the bureau and stripped off her clothes. David was still sleeping, snoring softly. She unhooked her bra, sighing with relief as her breasts sprang free of their constraints. My panties are rather borin...
A flaming aperture splits the sky, and from that molten portal comes Dornathon, screaming like a shooting star, belched from the cloaca of the universe. The air warps around him, rippling his flesh, buffeting his brain, bulging his eyes from their sockets. He is a comet, a celestial body falling to earth. Around and above him, stars define the night sky, and...
This is the third Convertible story. The first two, "The Convertible" and its sequel "The Convertible -- Another Road" are closely connected and should be read together, but from this story onward the Convertible stories will all be standalones, the charmed 1955 TR2 being the sole thread tying them together. Sometimes when writing a story, help comes from u...
One: Back to the Fortune Hunter “Black Jack” Hutton and the raiding party from the pirate vessel Fortune Hunter made their way through the tropical forest as they headed for the beach. Therese du Maurier, the Duchess de Montfort, was being carried over the shoulder of the First Mate, Pete. She had stopped struggling early in the journey; a few good smacks o...
Here's the alternate happy ending I promised. This part is more of a love story than the others, but there's still plenty of sex. If you liked how chapter four left off then you might not want to read it. For those who do read enjoy. *** For four long years I had worked for this day. The past two years had been difficult, but every new day was a little bit...