CHAPTER ONE - Note from Author: This is the entire book. Amber Fire It was cold. It was always cold in Russia. Working to keep my breathing easy after having starved my lungs by running I approached the back en-trance to the underworld brothel. It wasn't the average brothel that Russia was home to many of. No, this was the choice of high ranking offici...
Warning: Parts of this series may contain violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this....
(Author's Note - First, a special thanks to Literotica author "Cockhole" for his help. I have a mental outline of potential future stories branching off this first piece, each developing characters more fully as the overall storyline progresses. Please feel free to message me, privately or publicly, any constructive criticism, opinions, or ideas to incorpor...
FIRST CONTACT We took the Eurostar from St Pancras to Paris Nord. I'd booked Premier class because I wanted the dinner amenities. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel Lutetia over in the 6th arrondissement. I'd gotten suites for both Mel and me. I wanted my own room to spread out my hacking gear. Mel is tech...
Parallel Lives Before we get started, a brief introduction to set the scene... The year is 2025, and in a parallel universe to our own, men have become endangered. A virus - commonly known as Anderson-Swift's Disease, after the Victorian scientist who originally identified it - that attacks the male immune system, has resulted in a world where only one in...
Prologue "Oh god!" My boyfriend grunted as he climaxed. I was catching my breath from one of many orgasms I'd already had that night. However, it was very evident that this would be our last romp for the night. I barely registered him rolling off of me and collapsing next to me. Not that I was complaining. It was the night, or the morning after, of our...
This story is a sequel to Jason and Mrs. Johnson. I have received requests to provide a sequel to this story, but not until the suggestions of A_Satori, did I feel that I could. A_Satori and I in fact worked on this sequel together, and he deserves considerable credit as a co-author and should be recognized as such (unless you don't like the story). Please n...
This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters...
-1- The story was good for headlines in the tabloids, while the big city papers ran it lower, but still on the front page. Experts and pseudo-experts were called in to give their assessments and opinions. Television talking heads bantered about the mystery from one end of the country to the other and even over-seas. Some stories, even on a single person, ca...
ONE Janet needed passport sized photos. She was nearly broke again; her housecleaning jobs were poor paying and infrequent, and the guru kept pressing--oh, so spiritually--for larger and larger contributions to the ashram. Now applying for a new job--any job--she was finding that all the agencies required voluminous resumés and documentation, including phot...