"Cherry-Pie; with extra napkins." I breathed luridly into the receiver of my wireless phone as I paced back and forth through my lonely, sparse, and untidy apartment. That was the code word for two prostitutes. I had to have an extra one this time. As long as you were content to never, ever be in the limelight, there were certain perks that came with workin...
Sorry for the length between postings, that silly thing called life got in the way again. Thanks to the editors and certain friends that helped make this one possible. I told everyone in the last chapter I would have a treat for you and I will keep my promise. The cameo appearance is used with permission. Actually, it had better be – she wrote it herself....
Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. We are taking a short break right now whilst she concentrates on her studies. This is the continuing story, written by both of us, telling of how we first met ... PART 3 Master (7) ... Although Ev was now becoming more conditioned by the minute to being my slave, I could still see the indignatio...
Author Note: Give me a little time for plot development up front, and then you'll get hardcore sci fi with alien nonconsent and some interstellar girl-girl action. * In the silence of deep space, Valerie finished her inspection circuit of the recon station's exterior. Satisfied that all of the surfaces looked good, she pulled herself along the lifeline an...
I would like to thanks Emily Thayer for editing this chapter. Damien William and DragonKnightleader for written the sex scenes. Saturday, January 7, 2012 C.E. Roof of Poison Ivy's Lair, Amusement Mile, Arkham City Bruce left Harley and Poison Ivy asleep, fully satisfied, with bellies full of his cum. Batman went outside in the cold Gotham night, an...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series. Interlude 6. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for i...
'Friends of the Sydney Symphony Orchestra request the pleasure of Mr. & Mrs. P. O'Brien.' The invitation had arrived weeks earlier and reluctantly Peter had accepted. Immediately after Christmas, they flew to Sydney and Jennifer went shopping for an evening gown by herself. She adamantly refused to tell Peter what she had purchased or to model it for him....
Dear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. ***** The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-c...
Author's note: This story may seem a little slow to those who are accustomed to love making up front, but if you are patient and seep past the first few pages you'll learn that this story holds more than fucking, but of a grown passion from two of the most unlikely people. I have tried to make these two characters believable and more than one-dimensional fi...
The music at Shark's was pumping, a solid bass line that had every booty (or boo-tay for those aZiaNS trying to speak Ebonics) shaking and sending ripples of flesh into luxurious belly-dancer motions. Ever since I'd turned 21, this club had become my favorite hangout, and invariably I would be found her on a Friday night. The music was good, the accommodatio...