Lately I've been taking advantage of the open swim time at my school's pool. Technically, the swim team has practice at that time, but the pool is large enough that the administration lets non-team members swim as well. It's great exercise and much easier on my joints than running or other forms of cardio, plus I don't have to worry about my giant boobs gett...
Chapter 7 I had just finished breakfast and was paying my bill when Connie came into the restaurant. She looked a little green around the gills, but I could tell she was angrier than she was sick. "Why didn't you wake me up to eat breakfast together?" she asked, arms crossed over her chest. "You looked like you needed the sleep," I explained, trying to de...
December 14, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...
Chapter 11 The Auction of the Sex Dolls The big day had finally come. The two couples travelled had decided to drive separately in their own cars to leave open the possibility that one couple would quit before the other. Their hosts also them that, if they stayed for the entire evening, each couple would be given a room where they could sleep and recover ov...
/ /Author's Note: This story, Terrible Company, is sprawling sword-and-sorcery fantasy satire with a diverse cast of characters. Over its many chapters, those characters will have interactions (both with each other and others) that cross many of the lines that exist between Lit genres. I have come to believe that breaking the story into those different categ...
Chapter 3 Horse-Bleep Luck I rolled into Reno late that afternoon and began looking for the visitors' center. It wasn't hard to find and I told them I was looking for a nice hotel on a golf course. Apparently there were only about twenty of them. Maybe I'm exaggerating. I picked one with a familiar name and called to see if they had a room. Yes indeed they...
Authors note: Hello everyone. I am grateful to David who is back onboard proofreading for me again and thank you once again to Kate for being my second set of eyes. I hope you continue to enjoy this series. ~ellie. ***** "Fuck! She's gone?" Noah asked, incredulously. "Gone where? How?" "No one knows. No one saw anything. We're tracking down the night nur...
Viviana swung her legs off of the stale, straw mattress and set her feet on the cold, wooden floor. The inn was austere, but the room served its purpose, and it was all she could afford. She rose cautiously, anticipating the bone-deep pain that was becoming all too familiar, and peeked around the window curtain to see the horizon beginning to glow with the b...
Author's note: Last chapter...finally! Thanks to all of you who stuck with it. I hope you enjoy the conclusion. I've stalled on posting this chapter for quite some time for one basic reason. There's no sex in it. Yes, I know the site is for erotic fiction, but I couldn't find a way of putting it in that didn't seem contrived and after all the time I'd put...
My athletic ability should never have been the bane of my life. Running freed my spirit, gave me a sense of power as I drove myself to greater speeds. I was fourteen when I discovered that I could cover 80 metres faster than other boys in my school. At 15 I was area champion at 100 metres. Passing years have revealed that there are mothers who need to contr...