A Story in the STEELVILLE AND ENVIRONS Universe
After losing his father and yet another girlfriend Jerrod quits his job and moves home to take over his father's business. He finds companionship with some older women then love with one of their daughters. Chapter two and three deal with Peter Youngblood, Jerrod's ex fiancee's father and his divorce and remarriage.
A Stallion Girl Story Miranda is a young aspiring model who goes on an interview for a job. She gets the job of her dreams, and something else she never expected - a horse's cock and balls.
A Story in the Middlebury Chronicles Universe
A young woman loses the ability to control her sexuality. This leads to a lot of mental conflict, and great deal of pleasure. It also leads to some major changes in her life. There is one rough sex scene in this story. But I don't go into a lot of detail and it is not a large part of the story. There is also one brief ws scene, just so we can really get to hate the guy we need to hate. To those people that have written to complain that I am mellowing, I know. I apologize. I'll work on it.
Our hero Carter Dawson awakens as a telepath and mind controller. He struggles to survive in this new world. This is a reposting of my rewrite of the original story. (even with the codes, people voted the story down because of the sex, so I turned voting off) / (Reviews)
A teacher fresh out of college falls in love with his 13-year-old math student. he loses her when her family moves, but reunites with her when he lands a job at her new school.
A son finds a way to work out his mother's frustrations. NOTE: This story is a lot slower than my other works, much more tender. Its (intended) progress is petting (Ch.1), oral sex (Ch.2), then finally actual sex (Ch.3). It has been written with an overwhelming amount of help from one of my readers, and is intended for her eyes first- but not, with her blessings, her eyes only ;)
**UPDATE: I have recorded this story in audio format. Links are at the end of the story.** / (Reviews)
The neon sign buzzed against the darkening sky, casting a pink glow across the parking lot. My wife, Gayle, adjusted her tube-top in the passenger mirror, the thin fabric stretching across her chest, her large nipples pressing visibly against the near-transparent material. Her terrycloth shorts rode high on her thighs, the soft fabric clinging to the curve of her ass. It was the eighties, and we were young and free and oh so horny.