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I've been a busy girl
After existing in dormant state for the past six months, I published six stores in the last few weeks. Some have been published elsewhere and I just got around to putting them here. Others had been half to three quarters completed and I finished them and put them up for you to approve of or not. A couple were written during the past few weeks.
Offered up for your consumption.
Forbidden Passions in a Darkened Room … new today. Beyond desire, beyond obsession, their love is everything! An Incestual Erotic Short Story in "Millie's Vast Expanse." A man and his daughter grow closer than society thinks proper. Forbidden Passions in a Darkened Room
Molly's Rapturous Embrace … A different kind of threesome. Portrait of a night of debauchery, John is an aptly named businessman, unwinding after a tough day of selling widgets. He spots a dark beauty who likewise is selling her wares. She calls herself LaTonya, a comely ebony spider loitering at the center of her web, anxious for the telltale plucking of a silken strand. Then there's Molly and her loving embrace - oh, yes she plays such an important part in this little tale. Molly's Rapturous Embrace
The Bossy Bitch in 3401 … An erotic humiliation stimulation. Frank is a little below average in looks, drive, and everything else. He hates change, so image how much he hates it when a stripper moves in across the breezeway from him. She likes to practice her craft in her living room, with blinds open. Frank can't help but watch her, now this might change he can appreciate. Until she catches him, the dirty little peeping tom should be taught a lesson. Who better to do so than Miss Lidia, no one that's who! The Bossy Bitch in 3401
Tomboy: Terri Hits a Homer … A Lesbian Erotic Flash Story. Terri's a rough and tumble tomboy and plays fast pitch softball at a small college. The star of her team she has become the center of Harmony's fantasies. Harmony hatched a plan to seduce the woman and asked if Terri would like to earn money as her gardener. As soon as Terri arrives, she realized that the Harmony doesn't need a gardener she has a romantic interest in the Tomboy. That's just fine with Terri let the fun begin. Tomboy: Terri Hits a Homer
The Remembrance of the Reluctant Representative … "You realize," he said, "Anna, it isn't cheating if your husband doesn't find out." A story of seduction, betrayal, dominance and submission on a business trip. The Remembrance of the Reluctant Representative
In the Arms of the Succubus … Let the Succubus, wrap her loving arms around you. A somewhat spooky tale in Millie's Vast Expanse. Come along for a delightful visit to a far-flung past. We travel across the sea to a pleasant seaside village. As the sunlight fades, something rolls in with fog. The ephemeral creature who accompanied the fog titillates and tempts the most stoic of the villagers. She conveys him to the highest of positions. While she fetches him to the lowest state of his existence - all for her twisted pleasure. In the Arms of the Succubus
This story was a fantasy of a friend of mine. He told it to me, with the aid of his even closer friend, Jim Beam, one evening visiting with Jo and me at our home. When this fantasy rooted in his mind, he worked as support staff for the Oklahoma County Sheriff's Department.
A black Deputy Sheriff became an object of wonderment to him. He related his imagined encounter with us over nachos, bourbon, and a melancholy remembrance of his failed marriage. Why he told us of his sexual penchant for humiliation, interracial sex, and his bisexuality, I haven't a clue. Other than that, we wouldn't judge him for it.
Of course, I have embellished the story far beyond his fantasy.
In 1983 a white couple was running drugs from El Paso into Arkansas. The husband gets pulled over by a black deputy sheriff somewhere in Oklahoma. The racist husband just couldn't keep his mouth shut and accept the fine. The first part of multi-part cuckolding Adventure, to posted as series. I have one suggestion if you're not into cuckolding, humiliation, or bisexuality, pass this one by. If this type of story trips your trigger, by all means, read and enjoy.
Carnal Crimes: Part One Back Road Cop
I wrote this a few weeks before Halloween. I didn't get around to publishing it until A week and half back. My bad, it was intended to be a Halloween entry (not for the contest, I'm not that good a writer to compete with the ones that enter contest here). The story started out as one type of story and morphed into another. What I had in mind was nice, sweet one-night stand story. What I ended up with is still a one-night stand story, but not so sweet.
A man, a woman, a wild sexual encounter, where lust, desire, and need collide, what more need I say. But wait, there's something dangerous about Cliff. And Iris has a secret. A sensual encounter between to predators, who will win? There is no rape, no violence, yet, it is an extreme story of a violent nature. Wait, what?
A Kiss Before We Part
My First Time
This is a tale pulled from the journal of Thomas Riley. A bitter man, a woman-hater, a man carrying a deep-rooted hatred of all things feminine. His mother is at the root of his hatred, maybe she didn't breastfeed him, or perhaps she let him suck titties until he was 16 and cut him off without explanation. Then again, I don't know, he might just lie about where that hatred began.
After all, he's a serial killer, well not yet; this is his first attempt at killing anyone. Let us say he is an aspiring killer. It could be his ambitions are larger than his balls.
I present you, My First Time, From the Journal of the Serial Killer Thomas Riley.
I have written a flash story for your enjoyment. A little ditty about a girl and boy who fall in love, get married and raise a family -- NOT. It's actually a story about a man and woman, and a small amount of abuse. We don't know her name, we haven't a clue who he is. A woman wakes in a dark place, to a living nightmare, as chiseled in stone man has his way with her. With a bump on her head, her clothing stripped from her body, she waits. The fear holds her where she is, alone in the dark. She hasn't a clue what comes next.
Nightmare
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