I wait in the alley way. I don't exactly feel comfortable standing here in the poorly-lit brick wall lined path, but for some reason, you didn't approach me while I was sat in the bar. I could feel your eyes on me, practically undressing me, one piece of clothing at a time and it was delicious. I've felt you watching me for weeks now, and quite frankly, it'...
(Authors note: I quite enjoyed working on this one. I do apologise for any editing errors, I'm a bit rubbish when it comes to that job. However I think I may come back these two in the future) There comes a time in a girl's life when she has to spread her wings and do all she can to escape her mother's influence. And I had every intention of doing so. I l...
The world was simple and unchanging. There was the Pan, that endless expanse of hardpan and brush that surrounded everything. There was the Tribe. There was the Home. That was all. That was how it had always been. That was how it would always be. The men of the Tribe would hunt the Rach and Drom and Kett out on the dry Pan during the day and watch the sky at...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. Please vote. * I've changed my mind about wanting to abolish the 2nd amendment, I need to buy a gun and join the NRA. Much in the way that Uncle Sam, the United States military, wants young men and women to join the Army, the Navy, the Marines, the Air Force, or the Coast Guard, America wants you. Much...
Tracy listened carefully as I explained what I wanted her for. Then she sat back and sipped from her wine glass. While I waited for her answer, I studied her more carefully. She was a little above medium height, slim, with long, light brown hair. Her face was pretty rather than beautiful but -- as it did when we first met -- it could also look very sexy. He...
Foreword: Yes, this story is too weird, I know. I just happened to catch a glimpse of a Batman cartoon while flipping channels one day. When I saw the villain, a shape-shifting femme fatale with ink for blood, I knew I had my next story. She looked like a dominatrix all in black shiny leather, and the sexual/BDSM possibilities involving a shape-shifting fema...
As I lay beside Becky in the predawn hour, floating between dream and reality, I felt as though the hand of God had used me like a tool of divine intervention. How else could I have saved Becky from God knows what? It was as if our union was meant to be. Becky was my destiny, rescuing her from heartbreak my earthly mission. She was mine to love and protect....
I was panting like a bitch in heat. I was grinding and humping against Perikos' mass as he carried me I knew not where. Had I been in my right mind I would have asked, but Perikos and Shadow seemed hellbent on ruining what shreds of dignity I had left. Something brushed my clit again, too fleeting to do more than raise my ire to the bursting point. I did not...
This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new version. I hope you enjoy the series and please give me feedback. ***** Preface Steve walked into the Cureo Club i...
I usually post in loving wives, but this story really didn't fit the normal LW profile. There is no BTB and as for RAAC, the cost is considerable. There is also little if anything erotic, so here I am. Hope you enjoy! "I'm fucking sorry! But what part of this can't you understand? YOU... JUST... CAN'T... GIVE... ME... WHAT... SHE ... CAN!!!" That about...