Historical Stories

The mission fails but there's a lot of rogering anyhow.

Taken as a slave to the city of Rome, she knew that her fate was to become a slave. Little did she know that she was to be so much more.

A Rachael of Emarukistan Story
This is a companion story to the four stories in the Rachael of Emarukistan series, which are set around the ninth century CE. Meghr is introduced in Rachael and the Warlord (part four of the series) when she is around nineteen years old. This stand-alone short story provides Meghr's back-story, and what becomes of her after she leaves Rachael's caravanserai, Wadi Halaf. This story can be read without previously reading any of the Rachael of Emarukistan series.

This is an erotic version of the Christmas story. It is NOT meant to be anything other than a personal theory and work of fiction. If you find this subject matter offensive in any way, do NOT read this story.

Astrid is only one of many wives on the Norse shore who are waiting for the longships to return from their regular spring expedition. She looks forward to her husband Thorvald's return, as much for the passion of his lovemaking as for the bounty the men return with. But as summer becomes winter, Astrid comes to fear that her husband may already have been called to Valhalla and that she has become a widow.

First person reflections of a wealthy Carolina plantation heir-to-be looking back on his struggle resisting the urge to abuse the power and leverage he holds in society, particularly over women, during the early 1800s. Hoping to turn over a new leaf after the recent birth of his son, who he almost lost along with his wife, John Elder, confesses his sins to paper before burning them to let go of his past and find a healthier way of living. **Please read opening paragraph and note the story tags

In the days of Kings a man needs a wife, so he takes ones. That doesn't mean she wants him as a husband but who cares right?

A fugitive on the run enters her home and her life.

Male-perspective bisexual: The king of the sex bars in Bangkok in the 1970s and 1980s was a strapping black former pro basketballer who went by the name of Cowboy. He would cover women and men alike, and he turned his eye on me.