I'm a fairly prolific write of romantic short stories.
I retired a couple of years back, having found that the time needed to maintain this whole thing was more than I could handle.
After some time off, I've returned, though I'm determined to keep the pace to something more easily handled.
I'm adding more material as I get the chance.
One apology. I've left some loose ends prior to my departure last year. If I get back to completing those stories, that would be great, but no promises. Just in case you can't handle that, look through this list for some explanations...
Alys marries Dom, and lives happily ever after.
Kaz gets her man, and keeps him.
Meg is an alien, and she has some talents Steve never dreamed of...
Hail eventually finds a man, and rescues him.
Amy wasn't at all upset at being cuddled by a naked Scott. He took advantage of it, and her. She was fine with that, too.
The other Paul is utterly besotted with Chris, and she forgives him for straying... eventually.
Matilda... well, you'll have to ask Tramp. :-)
Joe fell into a regular gig with Stella. It got kinkier as it went on...
Alice? Well, you know what happened to her in Wonderland...
That's it. I hope you're still here, and we're still friends. Now go find your partner / boy/girlfriend / spouse / lover / fuck buddy / neighbour and give them some fun.
Steven has a bizarre telephone call, and it just gets worse from there. Please note that this is NOT my usual bonk and giggle story. The title isn't an accident. Don't say I didn't warn you!
Quote: He turned his hand, slid it gently down the front outside of her damp panties, and his finger curled right on under and traced right down the damp spot, pressing in a little.
When you've been married for a while, Valentine's Day requires some thought... "I grin and kiss her again, taking my hands from her breasts and running one of them down the front of her body, slowly sliding down until I reach the heat between her thighs. She's so wet that moisture is dripping down her legs, and she parts her knees eagerly to give my finger better access."
A wank piece for girls, but in the best taste. Someone sent me a comment, and it reminded me that I'd written this. You could write to me too. But read first, alright?
Freedom, opportunity, and just a little bit of random lunacy... A married couple find themselves alone, and it goes from there. "From the thickest part of the hair protruded his cock. It was relaxed still, large and heavy, deliciously soft now, though she was familiar with, and grateful for the state it could so easily reach. She loved the way it looked, and the way it behaved."
I wrote this for my lovely wife. It was just before Mother's day, I wasn't going to be there, and I wanted to give her a different sort of gift. It's supposed to be sensual. So be in the right mood...
Men deceive themselves sometimes that they are in charge. Not for long, though. "No! You seem to have an issue with understanding. I want someone to take me and give me a proper seeing-to, outside, in the fields. Are you man enough, or should I call for further assistance?"
Did you ever want to just get away from it all? ...She had intended to do this for a while to tease Keith, and then get him involved, but there was something about the erratic sunshine through the trees, the warm wood, and gentle breeze, the innocent naughtiness of masturbating outside, naked, that she couldn't resist, so she kept rubbing, groaning now and then as her fingers pumped between her wet thighs.
