"Mr. Dean,” you nitwit, Marca said to herself his over sex horny long legged date for the evening, "I think you took the wrong turn, are we lost?" Marca said it in a nice sexy voice to the 59-year-old businessman; Mr. Dean slowed the big Caddy to a crawl as he tried to make out a street number, but was having no luck staring into the pitch dark. Under her br...
Eva LeMere sprang from her vanity and ran for her bedroom door. She stood like a goalie guarding the threshold, blocking her four dogs from entering her bedroom. The smallest was the most vocal, also the most difficult to keep out. They had reacted to the noise, come to investigate, to see if it might have anything to do with a threat or perhaps some food mi...
Slice scratched her forehead with one thumb, staring at the scientist. Her small gang behind her filled out the small office, but honestly, they weren't much help with what she was feeling right now: Confusion. "Okay, Doctor, uhh... Peters?" he nodded, and she carried on "What you're asking, and what you're paying a frankly pretty generous fee for, is to st...
This story is pure fiction. This story Is for adults only. Do not read this story if under eighteen years of age, or live somewhere where adult material is illegal. All Characters are eighteen years of age or older. ***** Nina's body continued to tremble post-orgasm. The juice of her sex still dripped, Her cunt still agape. She had mixed emotions. Nina...
I saw her from half a block away and across the street, looking at her own reflection in a store front window. Even from that distance I could tell she was a beauty. As I got closer, it became clear that she was a pin the needle "10". She was young--nineteen at the most--blond, slender, tall, with creamy pale skin; the perfect waist to hips ratio, an awesome...
When working at a legal brothel as a prostitute in Nevada, Garrett and I had six parties. It seemed that each party was better then the previous party. He was an excellent client, he obtained sexual services and ejaculations, he gave me nice tips. And our parties were longer then the 15 or 30 minute parties that many men prefer. I often had orgasms, he had e...
I was awakened with a phone call Saturday morning. It was officer Jones calling to invite me to a party that night. He informed me it was a costume party and he wanted me to dress like a whore. He told me that I was to come in tube top, mini skirt, garter belt, and stiletto's. I asked if my sister and oldest niece could come if they wanted. He said sure t...
Saint Valentine's Day Massacre The love story behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre. Always suspected that it was Al Capone behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre, it was never proven and, although he admitted to it in private to his boys, he never confessed the crime to the police. On Valentine's Day, February 14, 1929, seven men were shot in the b...
"Jamal, have you noticed that they never make any movies about Vampires in space? Our kind don't belong up there, bro, we belong on earth," says my friend, occasional lover and fellow stowaway Quinn Connelly, and I sighed, then flashed him the middle finger. The five-foot-eight, stocky, heavily tattooed and red-haired Irishman has pluck, I'll grant him that,...
I'll face the hellish realms, Camilla thought, but I'll still use Nigrovum to keep my physical body from decomposing; I can't bear the thought of my beautiful body getting ugly in that mortuary. With this other resolution in mind, Camilla removed the psychic barrier that had been keeping the spirits of Agape, Don Josiah, and Candice from entering the room E...