The three brothers lived in a big house. They had a big yard, big garage, and well, let's just say, a huge appetite for all things beautiful. The eldest brother, at 34, was tall, blonde, blue eyed, and athletic. Quite disciplined in his physical presence, when one looked at Vladimir, they saw strength, endurance, a handsome disposition, gorgeous to most wo...
The redhead's birthday was only 2 days away. Thinking back on the multinational sexual smorgasbord that she had treated him with for his birthday 2 months ago [see Chapter 34], he had arranged something extra special for her. On her actual birthday they would be spending a quiet night alone with a romantic dinner after which he would present her with sever...
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: Mistress Orchid is a real person. She has generously given me permission to fictionalize her here. * Dean looked out the window at the crappy Seattle weather and sighed. "What?" Sam asked, glancing up from the public-records tome in front of him. "This case really blows, man," Dean said, shaking his head. "A serial killer who's been dea...
Every time I see her, my heart skips a beat. Here she comes again. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous young Black woman with the dreadlocks and mesmerizing smile. Today she's wearing a blue sweatshirt with the words Carleton University Ravens scrawled all over it, along with bright red sweatpants and Black leather boots. The gal looks like she just left her dorm bu...
Charles sat hunched over on his bed, his head resting in his hands. He hadn't believed it at first, that she was gone. He had run upstairs when he and Finley were finally worn out from fighting, and he had realized that she was no longer in sight. He first went to his room, expecting to find her there, wanting to wrap her in his arms and tell her that his...
Thank you to all those who have taken time to comment, vote, and favourite - I really appreciate it. But there is one thing it seems I must address again - the chapter lengths. To be honest, I can't believe I am having to do this again but here goes ... ONE MORE TIME. So, to all the anonymous posters moaning about chapter legnth - the chapters are all at le...
"Mamma! Mamma, get up, he's awake again!" A new voice. Not like the soft, husky one he had heard moments ago. This one was light and the owner was just as beautiful as it sounded. Grey eyes clouded his vision before it was replaced and he recognized the older woman from before. She was crying and kissing him, touching him and squeezing his hand. Then sudden...
VICE IS STILL NICE The Thomas family lives on Pleasant Street, a few doors down from my house, on the corner. Their kids, Ronni and Al, Jr., have turned out pretty well. I wrote about them in my last collection of stories about Pleasant Street, remember? The kids are both good-looking and they've always been close, even for brother and sister. A few years b...
This chapter is non erotic Chapter 3: The Next Day. Kay woke up feeling really relaxed and safe. A feeling she hasn't had in a long while. She had her head on Bradley's chest. Bradley was still lying on the top of the bed with her under the bedclothes. She had to move really slowly so she wouldn't wake him. She desperately need the bathroom. She managed...
Spring Break was around the corner and the topic was where to go. They could go to Cancun, Mexico, Daytona Beach, Florida or somewhere nearby. Either way the eight of them were going to have some kind of fun. Angel was in his dorm room when someone entered. When he lifted his head he spotted the blonde haired man. “Spike, what do I owe this pleasure?” Ange...