I had been called to meet my boss for a business conference in Scottsdale and had quickly packed and made my way to the airport. The plane had leveled off and now there was just the constant drone of the engines and the air blowing down from the overhead vent. I leaned back and closed my eyes. It was at times like this that I liked to reminisce. My life had...
I have become infatuated with a male model that I found on the internet. He is absolutely beautiful. Of course encountering him in real life would never happen, so to quench my infatuation I wrote a short erotic story. I hope you enjoy it. I had been temping for the last summer in NY getting to know the area and the fashion businesses. So far every job had...
If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not wr...
He was a big man but light on his feet. Building is a physical trade and he knew how to handle himself, moving gracefully despite his bulk. I don't know why I found him so attractive. Maybe it was his penchant for pink shirts... or possibly just the twinkle in his eye... but I think it all started when I watched him skip out of an attic window four precipito...
"It's God Himself, I think. That's the true lost lover. At least, I think that's the place where Will gets sad." Bijou curled her legs under her and leaned forward to refill Sara's wineglass before she continued. "I don't know, it's merely a theory. But I think he's smart enough to be aware that faith is beautiful and necessary, that magic and the angelic...
I have heard so many people complain about my salary when I was working. The fact that our pension fund was able to buy not one but two planets made every politician in five systems read the riot act. I said it when I was working and I say it now. We earned every cent. Its not easy piloting those star ships. You try crawling into the command center of one. Y...
Walker trudged his way closer to the small city through the howling wind and the driving snow, his long gray hair whipping out behind him. He still wore only his thin denim jacket because cold never touched him; Walker burned with a raging internal heat unknown to any mere human. As he did, Walker approached a house in which some repairs were being consider...
Author's Note: This Story is a spinoff of the series "Marcus Bleak and the Sex Robots". Even though a few characters in this tale appear in the series, it can be regarded as a stand alone story. * Amsterdam International Teleport,Amsterdam Tuesday, 06 September, 2050 10:38 There was a low rumble as the building shook from the tremendous power surge tha...
A writer living next door to two gorgeous women discovers a window into their lives and after six months of watching them finally gets to participate. I found channel 69 by accident. I was apartment sitting for my old friend George who owned a large security and surveillance company. George's apartment was in a fashionable quarter of the city. I was visiti...
Martin had completed all of his checkouts by 11:30am. It was a typical day at the Ramada Inn. He was preparing for his chick-ins that would arrive later in the day. As he busied himself with the computer he heard the front doors swing open and the distinctive click...click...click of a woman in high heels approach the desk. Upon hearing the sexy saunter, he...