Siren Song, Part 1 — Home By The Sea by Paul Gerard (a pen name) Four parts, an epilogue and a bonus story. At least that's the plan. No promises, though. Also, it's a slow start. No need to go looking for the mermaid in this part yet. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fe...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby gran...
The Cast: Sarah – Played by my wife, Claire James – Played by me, John Eric – Played by William Josh – Played by himself Director – JT Claire and I had been married for twenty years. We both worked for our own companies as independent consultants; she advised a local Health Care Trust and I worked for the planning department of the local council....
The breeze of cool air that greeted them as they entered the shop was fresh and relaxing, even after walking only two blocks. They were met by an older looking gentleman with a dirty uniform and a scruffy mustache. He tipped his hat to the gang, "Howdy, what can I do for you lovely young ladies?" "Um, I had a car that got picked up this morning to get fixed...
The door to the reception hall slid silently open on well-oiled iron hinges that predated the oldest man in the room by several lifetimes. I had worried that the reception would have wound down in our absence, but I was grateful to see it still going, the handful of waitresses dressed in simple black thongs and black heels milled amiably around the tables, s...
1 Sunday morning's service should have alleviated the dull throbbing in Temperance's sex, but it hadn't. She could not deny, as she sat alone in her pew that morning, that the persistent, not altogether unfamiliar, prodding in her most private of parts, undulated and writhed like a creature alive inside her. It had made Temperance self-conscious, as if its...
I wake with a start and find myself alone in bed. It takes me a moment to clear my head and remember exactly what happened last night. Then I smile as the memories return. But where are the girls? I hear someone talking and realize it is from the bathroom. I see Tina's clothes from last night still in a pile on the floor and guess that they are both together...
(Author's note: This story and "The Bradford Family Saga" were written simultaneously; parallel stories with the same theme. Certain scenes and/or dialogue are common to both.) * * * * * Carol Brady sat on the commode, her nightgown bunched around her waist. Through wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pus...
It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning on Wisteria Lane, and Bree van de Kamp was out attending to her garden. Her braided pink gardening hat provided her face with a shade from the sun, and the matching pink gloves protected her manicured hands as she attended to her geraniums. Bree took pride in having the most well kept garden on the block, and attend...
This is a story based on two people who met while on Mexican Vacation. This story can be read stand alone, or you can read Mexican Vacation to add some background information. ******* A little over a year and a half ago, I went on vacation to Mexico. I had just finished a big job at work, and took a much needed break. While on vacation I met two beautiful...