Monday 12th October 1998, Portsmouth Museum Records Room I am stunned and don't know what to say. The Professor notices my anxiety and comes over to me. He gently takes the documents I am holding and goes and sets them on one of the tables in the room. He returns to me and takes the statue out of my hand and goes to set it down beside my set of documents....
The screams of almost any woman would have drawn Jack; he always wanted to be the gallant type. Though with his pale, scrawny, computer-nerd frame he was often more victim than victor. The fact that the girl had a figure to make the copper statue at Madison University sweat didn’t factor into his decision. And the fact that she was one of the Fae races would...
Part 1 – Japan As Master Kato was seated in the gardens of his new home about an hour's drive out of Tokyo, relaxing and reading a few magazines and papers, near the little bridge over the koi pond in his garden, he heard a young female voice calling to him. At least, it appeared to be him, from the road on the other side of the hedges. It was only about on...
Mention Bettie (sometimes spelled Betty) Page and the image that springs to mind is of a pretty, smiling young woman with black hair, trademark short bangs across her forehead, posed provocatively. Bettie Page was a prominent pin-up of the 1950s who won a cult following through pictures both classically sensual and distinctly kinky. The woman who would beco...
I woke up on Monday morning having had a restless night. I couldn't get the image of my wife being shaved by the neighbour's daughter out of my head. My wife and I had not been sexually active for such a long time that I couldn't remember the last time we had had sex. And here I was, sleeping in the same bed, knowing that her pussy was completely bald. Not...
'O' For Men The hum of the kazoo signified that the vigorous working in and out of the strap on dildo up Conan's arse had breached even his high pain threshold. Alexandra, still mindful of the occasion he had left her trussed her up for hours in darkness, gave one last sphincter stretching thrust before withdrawing the ersatz member. It was coated with rect...
The advert on the university notice board seemed innocent enough. ‘FEMALE MODEL REQUIRED FOR EROTIC DISPLAY. VERY WELL PAID.’ Her modelling credentials were in no doubt. At 5’ 10”, slim, tanned, with striking blonde hair, she had attracted plenty of male attention. She’d even had a couple of offers from men’s magazines to pose in their ‘Student of the Month’...
I sat in the front row, watching as she played the cello. As I listened, I could feel myself becoming enraptured by the unearthly music, moved on some level that even I could not quite put my finger on. Yes, I would have to thank her for getting me such good seats... after our little session tonight of course. She was beautiful. Her legs were spread out to...
"Tariq, I am your death come walking, there's nothing you can do to save yourself from me," Khadija Singh said, a wicked smile on her face. I looked at the tall, curvy and leather-clad South Asian beauty I'd loved so much, once upon a time, and cursed myself for turning her into the monster she's become. The hatred I saw in Khadija's lovely eyes shocked me.....
Kelly, my best friend since grade school, didn't know what she was letting herself in for when she asked me to arrange her bachelorette party. I confess that I was a little jealous of the blonde bombshell. I sometimes wonder why a drop-dead gorgeous babe like her would want to hang out with me. I'm not exactly chopped liver, but I'm sure not in her league. T...