"Who are you?" Adriano's head snapped away from his sandwich as he stared at Gina. She had entered the kitchen twenty minutes ago and had been scrutinizing him for the last fifteen out of those twenty minutes. "Excuse me?" "You're not Adriano, are you? I'm starting to think that you never were," she said, slowly pushing her black hair behind her shoulders...
"The wetter, the better" answered Sean. "It can't be too wet for me!" This gave Stella the cue she was waiting for. "How wet can you stand it? Cunt juice wet, or piss wet?" Sean's face lit up. "Piss wet, please!" he shouted out. "But wait until my mouth's on your quim, first. I want to drink it all!" I watched with envy as Sean lay back and Stella positio...
One of my wife’s friends was having a birthday and we were putting the finishing touches on a party at our house. Family and friends would be arriving soon and I was running late. I was in the shower when my brother Brian and his wife arrived. With the wives talking in the kitchen Brian came into the bathroom as I was showering to chat about sports and our r...
The Master's Pleasure... In Victorian times many of the poor were obliged to work generally as servants for the gentry which often meant that they were expected to please the Master or/and Mistress of the house by way of sexual favours. For many it was no big deal, if it meant keeping a well paid job, better paid if they consented and they were being treat...
There are so many strange things that walk the world of man by day and most of them are much worse than us creatures of the night. Sometimes, I don't know why humans make such a big deal out of the darkness. They're afraid of the dark and what it brings. The truth is that they should be afraid of the light. True Evil prefers to move about in the daylight hou...
The sound around her, singing, familiar voices, becoming more and more disjointed. "Happy Eighteenth birthday sweetheart." "Why did the voice sound like it was fading? It was not supposed to fade. She could still see the candles, the cake, all the smiling faces. The awkward angle of her body made the sight a lie. She wasn't sitting at a table, wasn't read...
There was a frantic knock on the door. I opened one eye and looked at the clock. "Who the hell would need me at 4 o'clock in the morning?" I asked. I sat up in bed. Actually, it was not a bed. It was more of a cot with a thin mattress on top. I looked around at my apartment as the knocking on the door continued. Actually, it was not a real apartment. It w...
This is NOT a stand alone story! There is no sex in the story. I've tried to make it realistic, so don't expect Jonathan to have been a former SEAL able to visit vengeance on Susan and Rich. While I'm going for a different ending than Nici in her "Something to talk about" and "Between Two Lovers" I've tried to keep the characters as she wrote them. That does...
This story comes with a few cautionary notes. It is pure fantasy, and is unlikely to represent anyone's reality, past or present. There are divorces but no BTB. It is long winded and crosses into a number of characters' lives. It is written in my clunky wooden style, as that simply is my skill set. I do not use an editor as have found the process in the p...
Hello BPV fans! Sorry it's taken sooooo long to come out with a new chapter. This one was more difficult to write than I thought it would be and I worked on some other projects. This story has major religious and racial themes, so don't read ahead if you are sensitive. I know France does not have a Prime Minister, but it's just easier to write as if they did...