She had painted herself white. As she stood in front of the full-length mirror admiring her handy work, she became vividly aware of the intense scent and gentle sting of greasepaint for the first time. It stirred something unknown in every inch of her flesh. At one point she must have been thinking Geisha? Suddenly, that seemed trite. Cliché. But now wher...
(A hiver den? Undetected? Impossible, Morissa. Even for you.) Morissa Jiraan smirked as she remembered V'Ranni's words. She crawled silently along the ceiling of the hive's tunnels, her enhanced body making the task as easy as could be. She navigated the dark passages purely from memory, without once needing think about her path. She stopped to let a work...
Chapter Three - Hell Sara began to return to her senses. Again feeling totally dirty and used this time however revelling in the feeling. Though she was still a little surprised by her actions with the demon, she couldn't imagine what her friends would say if she told next time they all began boasting about how good their boyfriends were in bed. Her though...
I'd had one hell of a year -- the startup I'd joined after graduating had been unexpectedly bought out by a much bigger firm, and life had suddenly gotten complicated. One week I was junior employee; the next I was low-tier management. So there was more money, and more stock options, and more opportunity; but there was also more responsibility, more pressure...
Part I –Total and complete fascination NOTE: This story contains, among other things, male on male sex. If you find that offensive, please move to another story. The club was located in a very trendy part of town littered with BMW's driven by yuppies fresh from the gym wearing the latest fashions. They were in that prime of life, after college before kids....
"This poor bastard is never going to pull out of this," Cole said to Fred sitting next to him in the nondescript blue four door sedan. It had been three weeks since the funeral; in that time Michael Dane's life had spiraled out of control. Cole had watched Michael loose his grip at the funeral; it had been downhill for him since that day. Ian had told Cole...
Poor Eric, he only knew what Gina let him know. There on his knees kissing her boot, absorbed in sexual submission, seduced by surrender, Eric had no idea how lost he was. All he knew was that he had screwed up. He had gotten himself fired. That was a disaster; he had lost his six-figure income, and he had no idea how to recover. Worse, he had been fired for...
I was leaning over the table when he entered the cafe, rummaging through my bag for a file. I glanced up as he walked in, and noticed that he had paused just inside the doorway. The sunlight reflected off his purposely mussed grey hair, and his stubble gave him an intentionally rugged look. And then I noticed that the neck of my shirt was gaping open as I le...
She revelled above him as he continued to feast on her; he was unaware that the belt had been slackened off from behind his, now, straining neck. He devoured her glorious cunt as if he had been starved of any such sustenance before. Purring, she observed his face intently; his eyes occasionally opening to look up at her, but clearly blurred in the sheer deli...
Dear Reader...this narrative is meant for those that appreciate the subtlety of a very delicate seduction. * I stood in front of the living room window of the cabin we had rented for the weekend, wrapped in a fluffy white towel. I had just finished combing my hair, clean and damp from a refreshing shower. I looked out beyond our bicycles, still propped aga...