Her attacker, Erik Gráfeldr, former berserker warrior, swept his gaze disdainfully over the young girl's shapely backside. He chuckled at her furious expression, then sank down on the bed beside her bound body. His body odor wafted over her and she wrinkled her nose in disgust. He slid his hand up her leg, lifting her skirt as he did. "Oh God!" she cried. S...
Sellsword Ch. 07 - The Avatar Kal-Sorak stood much as they had left it. A town typical of it's time and place. Old stone building, none higher than two floors, lined cobbled streets, streets too narrow for two wagons to pass each other. A wagon was rattling over those cobblestones, between the buildings at the edge of town. Garth, the sellsword, was in the...
Hi folks. This one was suggested by a reader. I hope he likes what came out of his idea. Thanks as usual to sircharles 5150 for his editing skills. SS06 * * * * * * I felt his eyes on me like waves of unwanted heat. I was leaning over a little too far and he was getting an eyeful of my cleavage. Normally my blouse would have been a button down type. And I'...
At home the next day I made a list of all the things I would need to buy in order to make the film. I started with the video equipment, searching the net to find the best deals I could get. I logged onto Which? and checked their reviews of audio-visual recording equipment, and spoke to a couple of experts in shops, all to make sure the equipment I bought wou...
I'm really sorry about the wait for this one. I got caught up transferring to my university (a hell within itself), so the workload has been weighing me down. I've got the outline for chapter 3 down, so just have a little patience with me. I'm doing the best I can to juggle my writing with school and work (I don't mean to neglect you!). Chapter 2 – Deaths a...
1. It all began with a Youtube search. Well, that wasn't strictly true. It all began when she got herself born to a Scotch-Irish mother and a Danish father. She wasn't complaining—well not really; they'd given her all kinds of great stuff, a head for numbers, a taste for chamber music, a kick-ass metabolism, (she could eat anything without gaining a pound,...
When I awoke the next morning, Mandy was wrapped all around me, trying to get even closer if that was possible. She was still in that half waking state, not quite asleep but not fully conscious either. We had gone to bed last night exhausted from the whirlwind trip we had made to France to get Mandy a good French meal. We would have liked to have made love a...
Chapter Six; Adventures in Providence Following our intense romp with Claire, the queen of lust, I for one was totally done in and it appeared that Beth and Stewart were too. We slept, the three of us, in a king-size bed, with Beth in the middle. Around dawn, I awoke becoming aware of activity in the adjoining room. Having to pee, I got up and, when passing...
Miriam had been having trouble sleeping lately, it had been such a long time since she had shared her bed, and she felt as if she'd never share it again. Her work kept her busy, which was probably why she often used the image of her boss when she masturbated. Her lack of sleep was catching up; she tried many things from meditation to Yoga. Though when her...
Prologue Buenos Aries, Argentina, September 7,1935, 12:00 Midnight She pressed his head close, into the valley formed by her breasts. Her nipples rose to stiff peaks, as his warm breath swirled around them. She felt his firm, male hardness slipping between the moistening folds of her sex. With one hand, she positioned him, while the fingers of her other h...