Ella made her way through the trees just outside of town. Dressed in the darkest hood she had, she carried with her only a mirror and a rolled up blanket. Her long dress and hood got damp as she walked through the edge of the field just outside her village, where she knew everyone must be sleeping. A jolt of excitement and fear overtook her as she passed a w...
The path I've chosen to walk is a difficult one, but I feel that it's the right one for me. My name is Tariq Rahim Alkaabi and I was born on the island of Failaka in the State of Kuwait. November 17, 1988, I came into the world. An undersized little brown bundle of joy, as my grandmother Bashirah would constantly remind me in later years. My father Abdul Alk...
"You didn't kill him," Hades observed, as if this was not obvious. He was sprawled on a stone kline, appearing to read the men's magazine he'd pilfered from Dylan Stanford's kitchen. He flipped nonchalantly between the glossy pages of cologne advertisements and raunchy articles, pausing momentarily when something caught his attention. Daphne was perched cr...
Thanks to everyone who has made encouraging comments on these stories. I'm enjoying writing them and hopefully you'll continue to enjoy reading them. A special thanks to MontanoIR for allowing me to borrow his character of Jackson Hammer for this story. I assume most of you are already reading 'Amy's Fascination.' I'd strongly recommend it for anyone who enj...
I have wondered if I am simply another woman in midlife crisis mode. No one wakes up and one day and decides to be that walking cliche. How tacky is it to be the wife everyone hears stories about and shakes their head disapprovingly thinking, "it sounds exciting, but of course I would never cheat." I will be honest with anyone and tell them that I...
Note: This story, like most the Breaking Clichés stories, is slightly edgier than my other stories. It's also heavily vampire themed. If you absolutely need your erotic stories to be pure vanilla, then I recommend that you read some of my other stories. ***** "Is your passport in order?" Scarlett asked me one cold winter morning, out of the blue, just bef...
James Carter was fucking his beautiful blonde wife, Victoria, from behind. She was on all fours, taking it doggie style. It was Sunday evening and they were making love in their bedroom. On their dresser, at the end of their bed, was a flat screen LCD TV. It was directly in front of them as they fucked and they were, for the umpteenth time that weekend, watc...
Guess who's back? It's me, Samuel! The fine, good-looking, big and tall black stud of Haitian-American Bad Boy and Erotica Writer who has been dazzling you for a while now. Life has been tough on me lately. I've come face to face with my down destruction and somehow survived. Now, I am back and better than before. What a lonely place the world would be witho...
He sat in his Lair and watched on the Screen. Again some of these Cape-wearing Punks had interrupted in one of his Plans. It was now the seventh big plan that had been ruined by one of the masked crusaders. In the whole World they were active. It was not like Years before were only one or two of the big Boys were able to do world-wide fighting. With the new...
2020, Somewhere in the UK, a universe right next door. “So I get infinite wishes?” “Yes.” “That seems weird.” “Ok.” “You get that it seems weird, right?” “Not really.” “Well who gets infinite wishes? There’s always a limit. Like three. Three wishes I would have understood.” “...You could stop wishing after three if you like. But you can have as many as you...