Mikael raised his sword quickly, parrying his opponent's vicious blow, before spinning to his left to dodge another. His foes spun, too, raising their own weapons as they readied another charge; one struck low, towards his knees, and the other went high. Mikael rolled sideways, avoiding both swipes, and swung out. One enemy crumpled as his magical blade cut...
"My Wife Is A Good Neighbour." by Lustdarkly A follow-on from "My Wife Makes a New Friend." - I wanted to hate Mr, Rippendale as much as I hated that prick James Thompson, but I couldn't. It would've been the same as, say, punching a little puppy. Not possible. Our elderly neighbour from across the cul-de-sac was every bit as charming as Karen had told m...
What a shower this was going to be. Tom slipped in with us and began to lather us up. He felt Karen's back and she gasped gently. His hands trailed up the outside of her torso and tenderly stroked the outside of her tits as his hands passed by. I slipped two fingers into her pussy. Even though the water was covering us I could tell that she was very wet insi...
He was enjoying a relaxing Saturday afternoon at his home. The busy work grind of being a university professor had taken it's toll during the week and all he wanted to do was sit back a bit, maybe have a drink or two, then tackle some of the marking he had waiting for him. As he opened a beer and was ready to get settled, the phone rang. He answered the pho...
Both women were rather giggly as Kim opened the bottle of Merlot. They'd already had three glasses each at the restaurant, and were both eager to add to the buzz now that they were back at Shannon's house. Getting drunk over a Wednesday lunch was not something they did, ever, but today they'd each agreed it would be best if they were a little, if not very, d...
"What the fuck happened?" Connor demanded angrily, meeting Eamonn at the entrance to the surgical wing. "I don't know, man," Eamonn tried to placate Connor. "She was fine and then she was almost fainting." "Just like that? She has one of the strongest stomachs of anyone I've ever met. Surgery has never made her lose her lunch." Connor ran a hand through hi...
This is a story of an arrogant racist, a nasty man, being shown the error of his ways, in ways he didn't like, at first. But he accepted the life and embraced it. ***** Malcolm Thomas knew he had over stepped the mark, and now he was paying the price. He was in the rear bedroom of the country house they had been given the use of. He hadn't known it was a...
No characters depicted in the story below are under the age of 18. ***** Alexia felt drained, exhausted, beaten down and at the absolute lowest point in her life. She stood on a litter strewn sidewalk outside a dilapidated looking apartment building, the cold air whipping at her dark, ebony skin as the rain plastered her clothes to her, the sun locked behi...
Every so often, the authors and assorted perverts who hangout in the Author's Hangout overcome the urge to pontificate and/or procrastinate long enough to participate in a writing exercise. We are writers, after all, and must behave in a writerly fashion from time to time lest we incur the wrath of CharleyH. This pot luck stew featuring transportation-relat...
The Wood Nymph Mike was in his workshop planing a stack of rough sawn cedar. He had about a thousand board feet of it and he wanted it all planed before he stacked it on the lumber rack he had finished earlier in the week. It had been a rainy spring but this Friday in late May had started out mild and without a cloud in the sky. The forecast was for contin...