Nights were hardest now. The dark uncertainty of morning -- and what might come, like shades of gray marching across her ceiling, because even Copenhagen's wharves lay quiet now -- whether by day or night. The constant stream of rumors from the south, of Germany and Austria on the march once again, had unsettled even her father -- and nothing ever unsettled...
This tale is not for "fap" readers. Sorry. The story, written in UK English, might include various categories. All fictional characters are over the age of consent. Sex tales / short stories are not my usual writing genre, although I have written several erotic scenes for my novels. So, here goes... Tales from Mondale - Prologue He still could not believe...
-IAN I saw her as soon as they walked in. Her face wasn't familiar although I knew her husband. Was Samson her husband? I had never paid attention to Samson's ring finger before and I couldn't see it from here. Even trying to get a closer look during altar call didn't help. She wasn't what I called "fine" but extremely sexy. The way she walked around the o...
This is a story that's about 90% true. Names were changed, and some other little things. Please forgive any mistakes you'll find. I think the last story I wrote was a book report in grade school. So this is my first story here. Be gentle please, but feedback, voting, or email is fine. I will write other stories about the past if I get enough good feedback. H...
Ronald Waterman had the perfect life. He was an annuities manager at an investment firm on Wall Street making more money than most people could ever dream of making. He'd made a few sound investments and done some trading that wasn't really above board but he didn't get caught and he made a bundle in the process so debt wasn't a huge issue. He and his wife w...
I was 26 when I met him -- R. I was working as a lawyer -- I was doing pretty well; I had always been smart, and having a pretty face, nice manners and a good figure never hurt anyone either. I was no dummy, swept off my feet by a charmer. It was just that he was remarkable. Rich, handsome, easy manners; very casual but also very personal when he spoke to y...
Even for a bunny girl, Hopi was ridiculously horny. But tonight wasn't about her, so she pressed her legs firmly against each other and smiled at her daughter. Tonight was about Lola, 20 already. It was amazing how fast her children were growing up. Waiting for the transformation to set in, they sat next to each other at the kitchen table and watched how...
Anna woke up. Where was she? The room was unfamiliar. A big fire in the ornamental fire place was heating a room filled with antique furniture. Tapestries covered a rough stone wall. A storm was howling. Panic seemed to build a brick load on her chest. What happened? She sat up and the whole room started to spin at once. Closing her eyes she sank back in th...
The room was smoky, his drink, weak. He sat at the bar and contemplated his fate. An ugly divorce, only seeing his darling son on the weekends. He shook his head as he lifted the glass again to his lips. So lost in thought was he that he did not hear the man call his name. It was not until he felt the hand on his shoulder that he looked up, emerging from his...
I woke to find myself blindfolded with my wrists bound and fastened with what felt like soft rope to the wall above my head. I had no idea where I was or how I had got here; yesterday was a blur. As I struggled against my bindings I heard footsteps slowly approaching. I was suddenly very still; the footsteps came closer. Suddenly I could feel his hot breath...