Standard disclaimer. "This story is entirely fiction, fiction, fiction! Characters in sex scenes are eighteen years old or older, as should be you the reader, if not please move on. All characters and occurrences are imaginary, any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. All references to; current events, locations, buildings or organ...
Hello readers! Long time no posts from me I know and I apologize. I'm in the process of writing the second book in this series and it's requiring some tweaks to the original story so things make sense with the direction I'm going in. Please send me a message to be added to my mailing list and I'll get you set up to see all the edited chapters and new content...
This is a work of fiction. All characters indulging in sexual activities in this story are well above the age of consent. All sexual activities are consensual. ****************************** Meeting ****** "Agni?" I froze. A thousand thoughts passed through my head all at once. I recognised that voice. I was hearing it after eight long years, yet I knew...
This is the tale of a man in his 40's, who loses his wife. Then, he meets a ghost (which, depending on your point of view about ghosts, may or may not require you to suspend your reality checks). That leads, in its own strange way, to him meeting the woman of his future, who is also in her 40's. This is primarily a romance. It just comes about in a bit of a...
Chapter 1 Moonlight beaming through the open window informed Lola Hunt (33) that she was in her bed on a fine night, but what had interrupted her sleep? A gunshot nearby sounded. Lola sighed, thinking it would be some poor sod, with or without pals, attempting to steal one of retired farmer Fred Brown's goats tethered on his lawns in suburbia to keep th...
Time was beginning to pass quickly in Morgana's castle. She had begun her time here as a prisoner: desperate to escape, scheming, every minute as precious as gold. In truth she was still a prisoner, but that was a fact that was sliding farther and farther into the back of her mind. The sense of urgency was gone. She was enjoying her time here. She had become...
Jackie was late to lunch as usual. Cassie could count of a few things in life. Day, Night, Taxes, Tom of course and Jackie being late. When she first started to notice this, she adjusted her schedule 5 minutes or so. But being late, even if you don't care if the other person is, just drove her nuts. So she developed other ways of handling the time at the tab...
DISCLAIMER: this story is a work of fiction and does not in any way reflect the actions or thoughts of Jessica Alba. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money from writing it. I want to apologize for taking so long. I hope you guys enjoy the finished story and it makes up for the damn long time it took to...
*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...
I stood outside Salima's apartment feeling more rage flood my bloodstream than I ever thought possible, and I mean that. It's not a joke, a euphemism, or an exaggeration but the literal truth. In that moment I was angrier than I'd ever been in my entire life and this bitch needed to know why. She'd humiliated me in that restaurant. In fact the word humiliati...