No new ground here. A common way to get caught – but never as portrayed in this tale. Hart and Bowman is not Spade and Archer, but my hart (sic) was in the right place. Hart is a key to this tale that shows although justice delayed is justice denied, the same does not hold
A bit of a palate cleanser Amaryllis soaked in the tub for what felt like forever, until the water turned tepid. She sighed and slowly got out, her body sore from the abuse she endured earlier though most of the marks, save for the deepest one, had faded away. The shadow of a handmark bruised
Hello Again. Just having a little fun with this one! A shot one for fun. Copyright LATL 2024. Drmac100. I had just started my Senior Year of college. I was happy it was here because I had taken extra classes for my engineering degree, so my final year would not be so heavy. I had
This is a companion piece to my first story, ‘Map of Tasmania’, and is also an Australian travelogue, but set in the deep tropics of Australia’s remote Top End. It’s got more sex in it than the other story, generally in the ‘Erotic Couplings’ realm but with other elements as tagged. I’m also entering it
Blonde Angel – Part One by mmmmliam Bi-Sexual Fantasy Story , Usual disclaimers apply, if you don’t like this kind of story, don’t read it. If you are not allowed to view such stories, then don’t. If you want to send me a nasty email about this story, then don’t. *** MORE IMPORTANT *** I … Read more
Author’s Note: To the Trolls, I will be replying to every comment you make. And I will make you look stupid. Oh, I know. You lack the moral courage to read my responses, but everyone else will be laughing their motherfuckin asses off! To everyone else, Sorry about that. This one’s going in the “Loving
“I can’t stand you sometimes, why can’t you leave me the hell alone for just one night?!” Charlie tried not to let Sofiya’s words get to him, even as his cheeks reddened and his ear heated up. It was hard not to react, especially when she was ranting at him with enough venom that one
On a hot Saturday afternoon, Lucas walked outside and knocked on the neighbor’s large door. He waited impatiently, his blood pulsing with every second. After a long minute, the door opened and Arnold stood there and looked down on him. Arnold was a tall man with a bald head and piercing blue eyes. He was
Theodore and Penelope had just been married. They were excited for a fun wedding night and relaxing honeymoon. They were both in their mid 20s. She loved going to concerts, attending festivals and almost anything involving food or culture. They had a great time going to these together as a couple. He introduced her to
My journey with Laura — how these sorts of things begin… It’s really odd how you can see these types of encounters happening in slow motion over the years. Little flirts, little glances, sly smiles… they all add up into the sexual energy that sometimes ends with a nice mental fantasy while pleasuring ourselves or