As my wife opened my underwear drawer, I panicked. She was lost in talk about a bathroom remodeling and hadn't yet noticed women's panties right on top of my things. They were so blatantly not hers because it was a red thong and she never wore anything that exciting. She was looking at me but blindly reaching for them. In that moment I had to do something s...
Helen, during her training in the USAF, had been taught history. She had found most of it a snoozer - but one fact that floated from the hazy depths of her brain was that, back in the day, naval officers would help to lead their troops onto enemy ships. But in the era where getting onto an enemy ship involved jumping from one deck to another, with a sword in...
The Ghost and the Midnight Sky ***** Here they come to snuff the rooster, aww yeah, hey yeah Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no, ya know he ain't gonna die Rooster, Alice in Chains ***** Yekong and Frenchie were both at my side when I successfully opened my eyes. "Where... where am I?" Just like normal, Alistair...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The main...
I say "ugh, ugh ugh". "ooh aaah oooh oooh," she replies. Again I say "ugh, ugh ugh" And she is repeating herself, "ooh aaah oooh oooh". "I say ugh ugh ugh ugh aaaah." And she says simultaneously, "ooh aaah oooh oooh, aaahaaaaah ooooooh." She collapses on top of me as we catch our breath. "I love yooou," she sighs. "You're not so bad yourself," I grin....
Book 2: Warrior-mage Corec and his companions head to the far reaches of the north, the Storm Height Mountains, determined to find clues about the mysterious runes that plague their existence, while continuing their search for the lost city of Tir Yadar. Prologue The Lady strode through the dark chamber, the glow that surrounded her lighting up the room—a...
Some close friends had recently stayed in an old 1892 Victorian Bed & Breakfast in San Francisco called Chateau Tivoli. When they returned, they raved about it and encouraged my wife and I to pay it a visit. Since we have not taken a vacation out of our local area for some time and it had been years since we last visited San Francisco, I decided to book us a...
I have been criticized for inventing evil female characters, then glossing over their pain when their antics are discovered. Below is my response. It is all pain. If that isn't your thing, feel free to hit the wee X in the top right hand corner. No pickaxe handles were damaged in the writing of this story. And on the seventh day, the lord invented Hickory....
Climbing a mountain with a boner is difficult. Unfortunately, Mount Madhollow is infamous for its horrible terrain. Being as high as it was with sheer, smooth walls that gave very little purchase and were too hard to drive a piton into, nobody sane ever climbed up here voluntarily. It was said that in the Eld Times, villages and towns would send their condem...
John's POV I climbed up the ladder, feeling bad about leaving her alone. I could hear Sven talking, so I followed the sound to the dining room where he was sitting at the table. "Alpha Stan," I said as I spotted him at the table. "Betas Peter and Abigail, I did not expect to see you up here." "This is where the action is, John. I understand your mate hel...