
Before the Night Out
We were just about to head out for the fancy dinner party at my work. I’d already approved of Laurel’s […]
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We were just about to head out for the fancy dinner party at my work. I’d already approved of Laurel’s […]
This isn’t a story, but a musing after a couple months back at the blog looking back, and forward, and […]
No amount of discussion or explanation of what she wanted – what she kept on telling me she needed – had ever […]
“Jesus Fucking Christ!” Andreas exclaimed as he pulled Max fully back onto him. It made her laugh after that first […]
A mood pice from Marie Rebelle’s 2019 Smut Marathon. – Raz The temperature inversion over the lake carries sounds from […]
From Marie Rebelle’s 2019 Smut Marathon. – Raz “I was kind of afraid to stop here,” Elia said. “Why? Sixteen […]
An entry from Marie Rebelle’s 2019 Smut Marathon under the pseudonym of Lord Byron’s Ghost- Raz “Where are you?” “Here. […]
Originally published Jan, 2010, taken down for inclusion in an anthology, 2013. Restored April, 2021.- M — “Fuck… fuck. You […]
After a few fits and starts I have a something of a plan (cue Gamora for the Guardians of the […]
Here is another Smut Marathon entry (smut.rebelsnotes.com). This was the quarterfinal round, and the prompt was for a story in […]
How many ages has it been since I’ve posted a story here? This year I took it as a challenge […]
This was a real dream I had, some time ago, that I actually wrote down some details because, well, you’ll […]
An adaptation from elsewhere, but yeah, it’s new. – Raz Knowing better She knows better than to tease in public. But […]
These pieces were long ago on ASSTR before the blog was started, and then in Silvered Lens when it was in […]
Originally posted in January, 2010. Taken down for Silvered Lens. Restored July, 2016 This story had its origins in the […]
Originally posted February, 2010. Taken down for publication in Slivered Lens. Reposted July, 2016 Start Without Me By Raziel Moore […]