Copyright Neonurotic, October 2011 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # "Mmm, oh yaaah..." he smirked, catching a flash of her shap...
Nineteen 'If you can replace something, it can't be that important.' - Richey Osgood, Rock Week, 2000. After Candice Barkin's trial in 1997 – a life sentence imposed for the murder of Will McCann and the attempted murder of Vaughn Madden – Richey left England in an attempt to clear his head. For the first time in two decades he was able to travel for pure...
**DISCLAIMER** Please note that this story is a 100% work for fiction and the characters are not reflective of their real life counterparts and are not endorsed. Any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. At the end of day, this is a fictional fantasy story, nothing more. Enjoy! * I woke up to the bell of the house being rung. It was still...
As I slept, the events of the previous day swarmed messily around in my head. Over and over, I saw the end of my career in the sport of slaveboy wrestling, followed by my purchase by the fan sorority and, finally, my rescue by my former rival Simon Fishback and his owner. I still had trouble believing it was all real. I felt a soft, gentle hand caressing my...
A young beautiful woman and middle aged man find love in the bizarre and extreme environment of an exclusive sex club that specialized in extreme teasing and hot sex. She liked to make an impression immediately. Candy took the erection that unfurled in front of her in her hand and opened her mouth and throat and swallowed the thick over excited shaft to the...
"So I says, do we really need those foreigners, comin' to our country, stealin' our jobs, eatin' our dogs and what do I know? It's about time somebody does somethin' about that, and if we needs to break some international laws, so what? Not our fault that those stinkin' fishguzzlers are too stupid to keep their own country runnin', namsayn? You with me there...
Brian wandered away from the gathering in front of the Missoula square, unsure of where he would go. The rest of his small pack was splitting up, already have received invites into people's homes. He had been invited but had refused so far, he was restless and didn't know why. He thought about it until his stomach started making noises; he had eaten some of...
After she and Melina had firmly strapped on their dildos Trish turned to her ex-girlfriend and said, "Mickie, get down on your knees here in front of me." Nodding her head softly in submission Mickie crawled on all fours to the bottom of the bed, got down onto the floor and positioned herself on her knees in front of her former lover. "Do you remember this...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I am always look...
Patrick Conner ran his hand across the well worn railing that surrounded the old house's wide veranda. As president of Archer and Sons, the construction and demolition company that his grandfather, Thomas Archer, had founded, the forty-three year old had an almost reverent appreciation for the care that had gone into the construction of the Victorian era str...