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...
Author's note: This is a fictional story of a meeting between a mature man and a sexy lady 28 years younger. It's a long, at times funny and positive story that takes time to develop. If you're looking for wham/bam sex this is not the story for you. Part One: The Meeting. It was almost unbearably hot and humid outside the car but relatively cool inside tha...
It was typical of me to do something nice for the women in my office on holidays, especially Valentine's Day. I wasn't the office boss or even any sort of manager, just a guy who liked to do small things out of the kindness of my heart to make the people around me feel a little better about the day. I worked for a small advertising consulting company in the...
Bill and Anna didn't say much on their taxi ride. Anna scooted over beside Bill and rested her head on his shoulder pretty much as soon as the car began to move and was soon overtaken by sleep, breathing softly. In turn, he put his arm around her shoulders. The car left the grounds of the house and began the descent from the high valley-side where the plush...