A beat up, half dead Datsun B210 raced down the highway, its engine whining like an old sewing machine with a brick on the foot pedal, leaving behind a blue smokescreen in its wake. The steering wheel shook so badly that the young woman in the driver's seat had to keep her fingers wrapped tightly around it, white knuckled and hanging on for dear life just to...
Robert leapt up the polished hardwood steps of the New Farm art deco apartment building, an overnight bag slung over his shoulder and a bunch of flowers in his hand. It was Friday night and after a two hour journey he was just metres away from his destination. He'd first made the trip to Audrey's home twelve months ago. He'd gotten hopelessly lost driving...
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Submission: An Erotic Journey of Discovery One A tiny bead of perspiration traced a path on the man's hair and in spite of the difficulty, managed to move to his skin. Moving slowly down, it meandered aimlessly through the crevices of flesh formed by the constricting leather punishment hood and collar and further down the bound man's body. Glistening in t...
Chapter 40: The Start of a New Career To my surprise I woke up early and managed to get out of bed without waking them. I prepared coffee and sat the table, put a Mozart horn concerto on the CD and tried to finish my book. The weather was bad; it was pouring rain and winds were strong. Suddenly Maureen appeared. "James, you got up and left me alone. How cou...
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Her ears popped as she stepped from the revolving doors and into the lobby of US Financial Plaza. Though it was probably just the adjustment of leaving behind the vacuum-sealed pocket of air in the doors themselves, Sarah Jane Scott could be forgiven for believing it to be something more symbolic and profound. The din of the world outside faded away. It wa...
Prologue "Shit. Feels so fuckin' good." "Please, please, please. Harder," the little redhead begged. We started pounding harder. "Oh, God. Yes," she squealed. "Fuck, man. I can feel you," I gasped. "Yeah. Jesus. Fucking close," Raine gritted out. I looked at his enraptured face and my balls tightened painfully. Shit. His dark eyes were hooded, his teeth...
John stirred from a dreamless but very restful sleep, then stretched carefully so that he wouldn't disturb the blonde and brunette snuggled up against him. Alyssa and Calara murmured in their sleep, then wriggled in closer, feeling soft, warm, and quite delicious where they'd draped themselves over his body. He wrapped his arms around them, enjoying the feel...
Chapter 5 The next thing that I knew, Desiree was on her knees in front of me, putting her lips around my cock to suck me as hard as a vacuum cleaner (okay, not that hard, but you get the idea). She never could deny me anything, aside from her one attempt at monogamy, which hadn't lasted. Even then, I get the feeling that if push came to shove, she'd simply...