You've written your story, edited it within an inch of its life, and are all ready to show it to the world. You open a submission page and – what's this? Story Tags? What the bleep is a Story Tag? The larger any archive grows, the more important organization becomes. Separating stories into our current categories helps connect readers with stories they'll e...
Aaralon was nervous; he was not only disobeying conventional wisdom by attempting a summons but he was flaunting the strict rules of the boarding school by doing so. He was twenty years old and had been in College of Light Shadow for the last fifteen of them, he couldn't really remember what his parents looked like and all that really seemed to matter about...
Adam and Courtney Page moved into their quaint little neighborhood about two years ago, shortly after they were married. They loved their home and most of their neighbors, everyone that is, except the Millers next door. Ron and Claire Miller were uptight and frigid people. No matter how hard Adam and Courtney tried to be friendly and neighborly, the Millers...
"I can't imagine you two doing it," said Taz. She'd said it many times over the years. Taz and my wife had been friends since they were teenagers. Not that they were from the same school or neighborhood -- far from it. Nichole (Nicky) was a smart, sheltered Harlem girl, who graduated from high-school two years early with all her teeth and no children. Taz...
Don Josiah, in a suit, was driving black-haired, black-eyed Camilla--who was wearing her green, flowery dress--back to his home after church that Sunday afternoon; he was thinking about the sermon, and she was thinking about his cock. "So, that's what an Anglican church service is like," he said as he parked at his home. They got out of the car. "That homil...
I would never have thought that my lovely wife and I would have after eighteen years of marriage have gotten involved in swinging. We had grown up in a small town where we knew every one and most lives were more of less an open book. As in any small towns nothing is sacred or confidential. Gossip abounds here but during my life of forty years I had never kno...
Welcome, everyone. Thanks for checking out the story! This is The Azure Lion, an updated version of the story universe that I started in 2014 with my previous story, "At the Cabin". I invite you to read about the tales and stories happening in the town of Azure Rocks, written either by me or the other writers that decide to join me on this crazy tr...
I would never have thought that my lovely wife and I would have after eighteen yeas of marriage gotten involved in swinging. We had grown up in a small town where we knew every one and most lives were more or less an open book. As in any small town nothing is sacred or confidential. Gossip abounds here but during my life of forty years I had never known ther...
"Before we continue with our next speaker," said Stan. "I'd like to read a letter that I received from Duncan last week." "Yeah, where is Duncan," asked Hal? "He was arrested," said Stan. He had all intentions in participating in our National Nude Day celebration but was arrested for his antics in trying to develop his story idea." "Arrested," said Dave....
Alyssa was still an attractive woman at the age of 33. Even after two kids and 12 years of marriage, Alyssa had kept her youthful beauty, standing 5'3" with long auburn hair and large piercing green eyes. Her pale skin was covered with a small spattering of freckles that she hated but her husband found irresistible. Years of exercise and diet had left h...