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.
A sci-fi story, but romantic. The less said the better...
A quote:
"Mistry always enjoyed this solo play, completely in command of the speed and pressure of the caresses..."
Simultaneity should never be underrated... Numerous events in a block of flats. 'Firstly that she was turned on by what was happening, and secondly that her body was resting very nicely against the vibrating washing machine, and its movement was vibrating right through her.'
Beer, music... Two girls... "I was a little surprised. She'd lifted one leg onto the arm of the sofa. Her towel, though still on, had fallen open. Her hand was buried between her legs, and while she watched us, she was caressing herself quietly with her fingertip." / (Reviews)
This story is dark, sad, and grim. But you know the saying about action and reaction. It's only fair to say that some of you will NOT like this. 'As he released himself deep inside me, spraying his seed hot and desperately within my body, I clenched him tightly, scratched my fingers across the back of his neck, and shuddered, nay, shook helplessly with release, screaming and crushing him hard against the wall.'
It's late, it's dark, and the normal people are all asleep. "His hair was dark and his skin had a lot more colour than hers. His shaft was thick, very slightly bent, and sat straight up. The circumcised head was large and red, and a dribble of precum dripped from the top."