This is a bit of a departure from my normal stories. This is based on the true story of Sir Jean de Carrouges and Sir Jacques le Gris as depicted in Eric Jager's 2004 book The Last Duel. His is a work of non-fiction. I've tried to create a fictional story that honors his work and the historical events it portrays while adding my own spin and some eroticism t...
Beth and Jason had been together as a couple for a few months, although not out in the public too much. Grandma Johnson knew, and approved. She didn't even care that they were having sex before marriage. Jason was a good man, and if her granddaughter gave him a little milk before he bought the cow, she didn't care. Some of Jason's friends knew about him and...
Chapter 11: A Gift From Stony. ***Thursday, August 15, 2304*** On Thursday afternoon Alicia texted that she would be in late Friday night, but not to pick her up since the committee had arranged for a limo service. It was the first good news I'd had since White Girl Pride Day and perfect timing coming into a three day weekend. Everyone had Friday off to co...
Prologue Carter ambled aimlessly across the rugged terrain of the frozen wasteland. He waited with bated breath and some measure of both heady anticipation and a fair amount of dread for the Grim Reaper to finally find him. He longed for the insanity that would eventually come and escort him to a shadowy world of lunacy. Drugging his mind so his body wouldn...
Dillards department store. Beaufort, South Carolina. "Mama? Isn't that Jackie Frances or whatever her married name is?" Her mother stopped talking when her daughter grabbed her arm and looked. "Oh, my heavenly days! Yes, it is. I haven't seen her in ages!" "Same here, and just look at her! She's as beautiful as ever." "Let's go say 'hi', okay?" The two...
This is the final submission for my "Diary" series. Thanks to all who read, voted, gave positive and/or constructive negative feedback, and of course to Random Librarian for his editing. -Spartan 22 X -- Healing Wounds, Invisible Scars "I can't believe how fast you can run with that thing," Luke huffed, pumping his arms in rhythm with his stride. He alway...
So here's chapter three. I want to thank everyone again for their reviews. I'm worried, though, that you might get irritated with me in the next couple of weeks. The company I work for has had a shakeup and I might be putting in more hours until things settle down. This means I might not be able to update in two weeks as I had planned. I will continue to lea...
PART THREE Chapter Five Kerry sat alone in the lounge area of the suite, a book open in her lap to the same page it had been for an hour. Billy was still awake, clacking away at his computer, and Henry was waiting for her, though she hoped he was already asleep. It couldn't be love. It had to be infatuation. That was it! She had never felt either before,...
My name is Bill Jackson. I am a 42 year old manager in a construction firm in Los Angeles. I had met my wife, Ellen, 12 years ago when she was 21 and worked as a file clerk outside my office. What had caught my eye were the tight jeans she wore that hugged her shapely ass. She also had a nice set of tits. Nothing fantastic but I had guessed they were 34 C'...
He sighed and closed his eyes and covered them with his arm. I looked at his beautiful chest and then looked lower, not surprised to see a very tight bulge straining against his pants. I leaned forward to kiss him, realizing what he was not doing to me at that very moment. He kissed me back passionately before flopping his head back down, refusing to do anyt...