Pru (Prudence) Blanchard, assistant to the Human Resources manager, took Jonathon Weatherspoon via the service elevator at the back of the Duke of Huntington Hotel to the unattached male staff quarters on the fourth floor. The slow moving steel cage gave Pru time to study this newly hired security man, a farm boy from the interior. Jonathon had revealed he'...
The rain had passed during the night. I woke to the sun peeking through the blinds and Meghan dreaming upon my shoulder. I ran my nose through her matted, blue hair, drinking in the aromas of old shampoo and the previous night's sweat. My hand crept beneath the tangle of blankets. No bra, the T-shirt I had lent her had ridden up to her bellybutton. I found...
Jenny took my number after our little encounter and she had come up with some rules. I was to send her pictures of myself whenever she wanted and I had to text her every time David fucked me at work. If he ejaculated on me then she wanted pictures of that too. Apparently all this couple needed was to blackmail a younger woman into having sex with them both w...
"Your tits will only take you so far," he barked. The balding dean grumbled as he leaned back in his cooshy chair. She had been afraid of this. "We try not to traffic in rumors, but the sheer volume of chatter concerning your exploits Lily, well..." It was the worst fear, the worst fear of any Fae: She was in trouble for having sex. Lily gulped audibly, alr...
"A friend is always good to have, But a lover's kiss is better than angels down on me." "#40 (Always)" Dave Matthews Band Apparently, Denny thought, forty-eight hours was long enough for Alessa to regroup and return to her original confident, cool, and unaffected persona. But he wasn't hurt. He saw what the others did not: underneath her comely smile was a...
"Well, my little stallion," Miss Worthing said, looking Jim up and down with a mischievous grin on her face, "now it's just the two of us I think it's time we went and celebrated our victory. Let's get you out of these things." Working together they removed the boots, the bridle and the harness which Miss Worthing, uncharacteristically, just dumped on the w...
If Michael was completely honest with himself, he would have to admit he wasn't a fighter. The last brawl he was in was a vague memory from his time in middle school. He couldn't really remember if he won or not, or if there had even been a winner. They didn't exactly have regulations for that sort of thing. But for the third night in a row he was cursing hi...
Author's Note: This is a mainstream rewrite of my incest story, Sleeping In. *** That gentle little knock at my bedroom door always made me smile. I watched the handle turn, and then waited for Scarlett to poke her head through. It was a pretty regular occurrence whenever she spent the night over at our place. As much as I loved my little sister, she was...
Thanks goes to N.K.S, without her editing my work wouldn't be complete. Hello everyone, this is my 1st attempt with Erotic Horror Category. Feedback is greatly appreciated. No portion of this story may be reproduced for profit without the express, written permission of the author. . . . This story is a work of fiction. The characters, places, and incide...
"You found another dead body," Ty said. "Who are you, Jessica Fletcher?" He lifted the canvas further and the light revealed a substantial stack of ruptured bags and a large spill of nuggets and coins covered in a fine patina of muck. The skeleton was laying half under the spill. The rotted remnants of clothes were visible, as well as a mostly disintegrated...