Authors Note I am deeply indebted to PickyKinky for her editing, suggestions and generally helping to make this a better story. The story was inspired by photographs of the lovely Vanessa from the amateur pics thread on the forum. It is, of course a work of pure fiction and any resemblance between my characters and any person, living or dead, is completely...
Author's note: This story is a complete work of fiction. Any reference to any actual place or location is purely coincidental, references to anyone living or dead is used in a fictional or literary manner only. I would like to thank everyone who left comments and voted for the first chapter; the warm reception is most gratifying. I would personally like to t...
Chapter 1 I locked the shop door for the final time, 4.30pm Christmas Eve. That was it, officially retired at just 45 years old. If I was honest I didn't really know what I was going to do now. I wasn't relishing retirement, just sitting doing nothing. I suspected I was going to be lonely! I went round the back of the shop and got into my new SUV, a reti...
Chapter 3 His thoughts of the wonderful, gorgeous Marie just made him even hornier especially with the promise of taking her anal cherry when she came back uppermost in his mind. The storm continued to rage outside so Dan looked in the fridge for another bottle of Kalovacko beer to find only one! He'd forgotten to restock it and the rest were under the van!...
Here's a new story, very different from my previous interracial story. It came almost full blown into my head as I was listening to a blues number one night this spring. It is hopefully a successful attempt to write not only an erotic interracial story, but crime noir as well. I look forward to hearing your comments, both pro and con. As always, this is a w...
This continues the reprint of a story that I posted on this site in 2015. I was rereading it lately and correcting some of the typos (God...so many!) when it dawned on me that perhaps I should repost this story (corrected, of course, and in the original chapter format) for readers today. It's still relevant, well most of it is. I hope you enjoy it. Oh, as...
*Disclaimer: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Candy Broussard used her long fiberglass cane as she tapped down the trail. "Paul wants you; he's down by the pond," Cindy had said. Paul, Cindy and Pam had used the old bobcat to dig out the earth, then Paul used the rocks they ferreted out of the moun...
Short and to the point: This is a Breast Expansion Fetish story. If B.E.'s not up your alley, then you probably shouldn't bother with this tale. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Siren Song: The Final Chord by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~~~~~~~~~~~ First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2014-06-01 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot fo...
Author's note: There's a non-consent scene in this one. Just a warning for anyone who might be disturbed by that kind of thing. As always, feel free to leave comments, and enjoy! April 22nd, 2019. Location: Earth. Three days prior to the disappearance of Nathan Van Dyke. "Julie?" I checked my hotel key, making sure that I was at the right room. The...
Author's note: This is the conclusion to the series. I know is been over two years and I apologize for that. Life has really gotten in the way, but things are a bit back on track now. I want to thank everyone for their support throughout this journey, especially my editor, Rnebular. Once you've finished with it, please rate and comment. I love to hear from...