Going to mention one little thing and then let you get to the story. Maybe will make you run for those hills. Anyway there is a kidnapped boy in this and mention of other kids taken. Which is not what I am talking about here, and is. Bear with me for a moment. So newspapers of the time, if there is mention of a kid being grabbed for adult pleasures, make mo...
Chapter 1 "Say that again?" I asked, to make sure that I heard her right. Deanna Maxwell was one of those ladies that one gave close attention, with her tall, slender, statuesque body, striking blue-grey eyes, and luscious, wavy nut brown hair. Even so, there was still a chance that I might have slipped into a daydream on a lazy Saturday afternoon like t...
This one's my take on a "weird tale" in the vein of Robert Chambers or Algernon Blackwood... which means it's slow-moving and there's nary a psycho killer or tentacle monster in sight. Also, there's not a lot of sex here, so if you're looking for fast action this may not be your thing. * * * * * From September of 1928 a weekly advertisement accompanied by...
Chapter Sixty-Two YAVARA I struggled to sit upright in my throne as the priest before me droned on and on about the Holy Mother bestowing me with my right to rule. The seats before me were filled with hundreds of minor nobles and rich merchants, for there were no representatives of the Noble Court to witness me anymore. Perhaps it had become much less dan...
Chapter 23 – ** 5:00 p.m. – on our way for our fitting? ** I was at the wheel with my girl Britt by my side. Kate and Gina were in the backseat of my crew cab pick-up, jabbering away while Britt listened intently, running her hand up and down the hard-on in my jeans. "...and it was so fuckin' hot when he came all over our faces," Kate sputtered on at 90...
It was only just after midnight that Erin Ryan O'Neill found herself on the floor of an empty cubicle, on her back and grinding her clit in complete and total surrender. The roar of the party down the hall carried on in the distance. So, too, did the vocalizations of Sophie Scott from the next cubicle over. As well as the vocalizations from another, unknown...
Chapter 1 She was ambling slowly through the mall gazing in shop windows. A stunningly beautiful brunette wearing dark stockings over long shapely legs, a white cotton blouse decorated with delicate embroidery and a beige skirt that seemed to hug the hips then flair out at the knees. Unable to help myself, I stared openly at her legs beneath the skirt, the...
Ignoring her fast cooling cup of coffee, a pouty lipped Jodi scowled skeptically as she eyed her cell's send button. Her scowl didn't stick, morphing instead in to a self-satisfied smirk as first she cleared, and then reentered, this time in all capitals. Then, with a growling "Grrr" hissing through her lips, she punched in a trio of explanation marks. Satis...
Dear readers, this story follows on from Sunshine. It will stand alone but is most likely better enjoyed after reading that submission first. I've blamed it on the moonlight. Wrapping a towel around me for warmth, I stumble sleepy around the chalet seeking some sign of Sarah. She has tidied the kitchen, folded towels, picked up empty glasses and bottles...
The following tale is a little different from most of our previous works. Plus, there's more sex than usual. Everyone portrayed is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, or true events. In other words, we repeat - this is all fiction. *...