"What size will that be?" the barista asked, looking up at me and smiling. "Oh, what the hell, let's go with a large." I said while shrugging. She looked at her computer and continued typing out the order. "Will that be all?" she asked and I nodded. "Okay your total is $7.23." she said and I handed her the card. She reached for it but hesitated when a de...
"'Twas in the merrie month of May, when young Travis went a-wooing. He met hot wife Emily, which led to her undoing. Tra-la-la-la!" I sang to myself. "By prolonged, repeated screwing!" Herb added. "You take the romance out of it!" I protested. "Still, that's what he wants to do to you! Travis can woo, and you can dally for several dates; just keep up his...
Dear readers. I am trying something a little different with this one. When I first started to write this one I just wanted to make a hot story set in a fantasy world. As I began to write I developed more of a story with it than I anticipated. This story is should be about novel size. It's still an erotic story but there will be a lot more to it then just the...
Journal #32 Sunday, December 15th I can't believe I've written 31 journals already. With all the stresses and anxieties of life in college, it has been a good release to get all of my stress and anxieties out of my mind and onto paper. I hate to admit it, but mom was right. Writing everything down has really helped me to keep my bearings this year. I find...
The bar was dark and still. The only motion came from a baseball game playing on the several wall hanging flatscreens. A small group sat around one table. A solitary drinker sat at the bar. The woman wandered in from the hotel lobby, paused a moment as if uncertain whether to stay or go on out and sit on the deck overlooking the beach, half the tables there...
(All characters depicted in any form of sexual activity are 18 years of age or older) * It was Friday night, Frank and his wife Jess were getting ready for a party at his bosses house. Frank is 51, is 6'1 and in great shape for his age because he works out twice a week. Jessica, but only her parents were allowed to call her that, is 44, is 5'6, and looks a...
Note: This story is the seventeenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous sixteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recomm...
A note from After Dusk... Please don't hate me. There is still a long way to go on our journey with these characters and I'd hate to lose readers now because this part will probably be rough for some of you. That being said, please vote and comment or message me, I enjoy the feedback. -AD ***** Her head is pounding. Her body is cold, she feels it seepin...
Thanks to Mistresslynn for her editing and support! CHAPTER 4: BLAZE He had to see her alive with his own eyes one last time whether he lived or died because of it. The knob felt icy in his grip as he opened the door, revealing a silhouetted figure beyond. Sweat pouring from his brow, his eyes rose to meet hers in an uncertain stare. "I've been waiting f...
Sparky's Gift This is something a bit different, just a little story for the Christmas holiday. Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on pap...