(Buda, 1620) I leaned back into the padded wooden chair I was slumped in and drank another swallow of mulled wine. The thick fog from the night air seemed to linger in my lungs, non-functional though they were. It had masked my silent passage through the night, slipping out after dusk and returning a few hours later having carefully fed. By "carefully" I me...
CHAPTER 1 Bert Joyce was picking his nose reading the morning newspaper when the house phone went. "Hi it's Bert," he said economically. "Good morning, it's Meg," Meg said suspiciously. "May I speak to my daughter?" "Who the fuck was Meg... whoops, his younger brother's mother-in-law. "Nah Pete and Nina took off yesterday on a few days' vacation." Meg...
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I shuddered with orgasm for the fourth time in under an hour, my eyes locked on the television screen in front of me. The same image that had already given me so much physical pleasure did its job again, and my hips rocked as I rubbed my fingers up and down my clit wildly. I let out a long slow moan of unimaginable ecstasy, certain that my body couldn't take...
It was my distinct pleasure to take my lunch Tuesday at Dante's, an elegant little trattoria in the mall. Faye was right on time. I saw her approaching across the courtyard and marveled at the fluid motion of those fantastic hips and tush. I wasn't the only one admiring her strut. Every male eye in the place was fixed raptly on that poetry in motion, clad wi...
The night was dark and the wind howled as we made our way through the dark streets carefully and slowly to avoid detection. There were still German patrols that made their rounds through the town streets, even at this hour. Dreng froze as he saw a German sentry light a cigarette and he pushed me into an alleyway where we huddled until the Germans passed by...
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9th Day "Heavy Duties" It was beginning to dawn when I woke up, by a light push on my head. It took me some time to realize where I was and why I was there. As I was coming to my senses, I remembered that last night I didn't go to bed. As my vision cleared, I saw Miss Kate still sleeping on the couch. Her right foot was under my chin, while the left one re...
He arrived at three o'clock, punctual, as she knew he would be. Chloe had been in a high state of agitation well before the buzz that signalled his arrival. He had forbidden her to touch herself from the morning and her frantic pre-dawn fingering and dildo play had only heightened the excitement she felt. "Please," she had begged as he entered the flat. "Pl...
Jon Bungle's mom called and asked would he return home to live for the next month while his dad was away in Europe on tour as a guest lecturer on the art gallery circuit. "Mom no, I've comfortable in this apartment with two really nice guys." Matilda slipped into aggressive mode. "Did I think about my own comfort first after deciding to get pregnant again...