Hey Folks. It's cold out there. We have a new year and all kinds of things to think about. For this story I thought about the way that JPB tends to leave a lot of his stories open at the end. I think that in some cases this is a great tool because the reader can imagine his own ending. In others it can be extremely frustrating because our minds always cry ou...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Fading Stars 01: Encounters Author's Notes: As usual, thanks to my lady love, for invaluable input. Thanks also to bikoukumori (edits at warp speed!), BuckyDuckman and JagFarlane. Your input and support during the beta phase was essential. All participants in sexual acts are the equivalent of adults. No artificial lifeforms were harmed while writing th...
Author's Note: This is another short story that I've written. With this story, I wrote this one back in 2010 and I pretty much left it alone. Today, during a session of "spring cleaning", I had found this story on one of my old, unused floppy disks. Rather than let the story go to waste, I decided to submit it. If you like to leave a comment, please do. I r...
Waking up with a groan I look around for the chips. Morning sickness is a cruel master and it hit me early. Luckily the chips are just off the bed where they are supposed to be so I down a few to get my stomach to settle. Course moving isn't exactly feeling good, I'm still covered in bruises. Me winning that tournament is probably still a matter of shock to...
Michael ... He knew reunions were supposed to be happy times. A chance to meet former classmates, friends from a bygone era (that era being the late-1970's). To catch-up on all the 'old times' (which he couldn't remember anything particularly good about them), reunite with old friends (he had none that he could clearly recall) and reminisce about the old sc...
Vicki Lawrence's POV I woke up as we came to a stop, with Nicholas gently shaking me. "We have to get out," he said. I opened my eyes, and he helped me sit up. I looked around; we were in a courtyard, in front of a stunning Mexican estate. A stone wall and formal gardens surround the two-story adobe structure, which had statuary and carvings mixed in with...
I've been working on this story for months. It has become a labor of love. Being a middle-aged man, I like stories where an older man and younger woman fall in love, and that's what this story is about. But I will also admit, I'm also a sucker for romance, and that's where this story could also be. Finally, there is love making in this story, but I think it...
Chapter 21: Arion I woke up in Hera's bed with her naked body pushing into my side. This is a dangerous thing to do to a man with a piss fat as she found out when I turned her over and ploughed into her without as much as a tweak of a nipple or a rub of her twat. She didn't need it, she was dripping wet. "Why is it we always start our fucks with a violent...
"This is fucking bullshit," I hissed. "Who the fuck does she think she is? Fucking getting all up in my face and talking to me like that. If only I hadn't blown out my knee. Where the hell would I be right now?" I shook my head as I looked at the road and the green light at the intersection. "Fuck me," I hissed. I glanced to the left and saw the headlights...