When Jane walks into the kitchen in the morning and sees Laura already sitting at the dinner table with a steaming mug of coffee, she freezes. She almost turns tail to hide in her room, but remembers that Laura would have no idea that Jane had been shamelessly touching herself to the view of Laura and her partner the previous night. If anything, acting out o...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older. Content warnings: Large penis, dog-girl ***** Chapter 1: Visiting Hours The desert sun beat down on Emily's skin as she jogged, panting heavily. The heat was uncompromising. The packed, dry earth underfoot had been baking in the sun all day, and it radiated heat, hot enough that she almost thought her running s...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Being an asshole is not so much a matter of anatomy as one of social consciousness. ***** (Where we left off) "Bitch, did you just Taser my fiancé?" Orlando's...
The problem with the succubi turning Phil's bathroom door into a portal back to their castle was he had to trek out to one of the communal toilets every time he needed a piss. He returned from one such morning call of nature to find Nÿte waiting for him in his bedroom. The succubus looked around the spartan bedroom provided for him by Wargsnouts College for...
"You look tired, hero." The demon ducked his slash and slipped past him in a haze of cloying perfume. "Why don't you rest for a while?" He pivoted, looking for an opening. "I'll never yield, fiend!" But she was too fast, and he was slowing down. He could feel his muscles growing sluggish the longer he stayed in her aura, slowly sapping his willpower and wea...
Shannon Brennan was a handful. The pretty 63-year-old blonde was best friends with Terry's grandmother, Linda, and would often drop by unannounced for a "quick little drink," as she'd put it, which was anything but quick or little, pounding down scotch by the glassful and staying longer than Terry or his grandmother would like. The 19-year-old college stude...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
It was a quiet afternoon one October. When a young woman stepped out of her car and quietly began her ascent up the front stairs to the Louisiana State Department building for her meeting with the Governor and his chief of staff. Her long yellow dress and pink petty coat flowing in the autumn air. The wind blowing her perfectly styled long brown hair tied b...
It's been a lot of fun writing stories here, and I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's written to me and/or commented on my work. I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry for being gone for so long, but if you like what I write; it takes me more time these days, what with my second book getting ready to come out soon, but again, thank you all. Oh,...