This is a modern fairy tale between two college virgins. She liked literature but was pushed into studying Computer Science by her dad. I was a computer maniac who didn't even know how to flirt. This story adapts a very slow build. / (Reviews)
A Love story set against the background of the Second World War.
The story starts in 1936 with Jack and Beth meeting in Jack's father's boat yard. They are from very different backgrounds but even so, over the next few years, friendship turns to romance. Then the war intervenes...
Joint Winner in the 'Short Story of the year' category, Golden Clitorides, 2003 with Nick Scipio's 'Let it Snow.'
What does yoga have in common with the Kama Sutra? the history has been lost. Only science can shed light on the mystery. I helped some visitors come to their own conclusions. Most of my stories rely heavily on personal experience but this is complete fiction. Sure, it includes where I live and how fast I paddle but I've never had sex with anyone named Bev. Sorry to disappoint. I hope you enjoy the fiction.
A Raised By Strippers Series Story A teacher from Sam's school comes to the club and sees Sam perform. Their private dance leads to so much more and Sam is sexually driven to become this particular Teacher's pet.
The Institute Simon gets sick and wakes up feeling better than ever. No one except him and his 'friends' seem to notice there is something very wrong with the world. No one except Simon thinks of sex! No one except Simon hears the voices. The world ends without a bang! (Day Zero of the Institute Universe.)
Sex Contents: Much Sex | Genre: Erotica Tags: Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, Mind Control, Post Apocalypse, Extra Sensory Perception, Oral Sex, Anal Sex Downloads: 65117 Votes: 1035 | Score: 7.90 Size: 226KB | 42,960 words |
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Margot is 48, a cellist who stopped playing the day she married. Her husband Edmund, 57, looks at his Steinway more than he's looked at her in years. So she starts knocking it out of tune, just enough to bring Ansel, the 25-year-old tuner with perfect pitch and patient hands, back every Thursday while Edmund works across the courtyard. A slow-burn affair of near-misses, stolen afternoons and a recital with forty guests. Can she stay quiet until the final chord?