The American Witch Chronicles: Book 1 - Ritual Magick Chapter 1: The Visitors at Trinity College 1683, Trinity College, Cambridge, England James Pendragon lounged on his straw-filled bed inside his chambers at Trinity College reading one of John Dee's books on alchemy and angels. At just 30 years old, he was the second youngest scientist to ever receive...
This story is about me and my name is Charley. You will like me; particularly if you are a guy who is in touch with himself. This story is about last night and my own enjoyment of me and mine. If you are a girl, Congrats! But this story is not for you. Us, guys can relate these feelings. Go Guys!! I'm happily married and 49 years old. Well, not really, I'm...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. * Lieutenant Morgan, a corrupt inner city police officer, in the vice squad, sat at his office desk, and looked up at the wall clock. Five minutes to three. He had a three o'clock appointment coming to his office. He leaned back in his chair and smiled to h...
"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." ― Arthur Schopenhauer The cactus outside the sex cinema was more twisted than the belief Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump actually care about us. I sat in a bug-baked jalopy, gazing through the greasy windshield at t...
Slim and 23, blonde and sassy, eager and bright, Lynnie came to spend a few days at my place in the country, to give me my birthday present: "I will do anything sexual that you want." The First Afternoon SOON AFTER her arrival we took a shower together. Her trim, sexy body glistened under the warm spray. Water drops clung to her hard pink nipples, moisture...
WARNING LABEL: Seeing as I keep getting complaints from a minority of readers who wander into my stories expecting refined erotic literature - as if! - I feel obliged to tack a WARNING LABEL on this chapter. This ain't "Literature." I am not some cultivated geisha. I am not a college educated $1000 an hour Manhattan call girl. I am barely college educated...
Chapter 21 - Inanna and Amelia Amelia took my hand and we went to the Massage alcove. She hesitated about going in and I asked her why, "Well I wanted Able to see me go in with you, can we wait a minute until he comes in?" "Do you want the hot oil treatment? I'll go light the oil heater and get that started, you peruse the services offered board and I'll b...
I felt pretty spent after my steamy romp with Kelly and Jax, so I thought I'd take a shower. Thank god I had thrown on a towel in anticipation because my bag had just been delivered, and the nice man who dropped it off didn't get a full view of my dick. Considering I'd be here a while I decided to put what little I had, a single change of casual clothes and...
Chapter 3. First-day blues: Earning my dole money -- in the Sock Room. Oh, great! This was all I needed! Just how bad could things get? Mrs Norma Newlove, my neighbour from hell, had actually come to the Sock Room to gloat over my hideous predicament ... And, of course, to change her dirty socks -- knowing that I was going to have to hand-wash them! "Hav...
The bar was busier than Julianna expected. But then, the hotel was busier than usual this weekend -- there was some sort of artist convention and a wedding reception both being held in the hotel itself, not to mention the Bears had a big home game against the Dolphins the next day. From the entrance coming from the hotel lobby, she scanned the crowded bar....