Callista Monroe stared out of the window that ran the length of her office. The bright lights of Los Angeles was truly an impressive thing. Even at one o'clock in the morning the whole damned thing was awash with pin pricks of light: houses, offices, cars. People going about the business of living. While she went about the business of... Callie Jean was not...
Ignoring S., Damian strode to where the middle eastern girl was being led to the right hand cross. She was tiny, barely 5 foot yet with a luscious full figure. Heavy drooping breasts with large fleshy nipples, a tiny waist and full supple hips complemented the dark flashing eyes and heavy oiled black hair. As long as S.'s, Fazila's hair when loose swung stra...
While this chapter can stand on its own, reading chapters 1 through 3 will give you a better insight to the characters. ******************* I grabbed a long coat to cover my nearly nude body, pulled the video out of the camera and snatched the instructions from Mr. Shelton, back in the US, which detailed how to bring me to my true love, Cassandra. Carlos,...
Snogging with Brian was always horny. Kissing turns me on no end and his lips are soft and moist and his tongue lively. I can feel him trying to suck the saliva from my tongue when we kiss and the harder he tries to suck it from my mouth the more turned on he is. It comes a close second (along with a growing list of other activities) to playing with his nipp...
I had met Roxy for a little over two months earlier at the local health club. We had long conversations on our treadmills and began to have dinner together after our Friday night workouts. Many nights we would get something and bring it back to my apartment, since she had two roommates at her's. One evening while we were watching a rerun of 'Pacific Blue',...
DISCLAIMER: The author makes no claim on any of the characters contained herein who originally appeared in "Doc Savage Magazine." This story is copyright 1998 by Pulp Fan. I'd love to hear reaction from readers; I can be emailed at the address on this site or by clicking on feedback. * * * * * Chapter One Bronze Knockout It happened because Pat's pussy w...
The après-ski trip If I ever had imagined what was going to happen that weekend, I wouldn't have opposed so much to go on that trip to the mountains. I'd explain. My wife started to work at a new clothing company in Toronto where we have moved some months before. It hadn't been easy to move to Canada from Europe, but my company had many interests there,...
by My Erotic Tale and Du Lac (Thank You Du Lac for the EDIT and adding your special touch to my tale. This story has been touched by the Du~ Thank You~) The Challenge~ Thundering rumble of horses in flight. Banded together in an all out spree across the burning sands of a scorching plane. Dust cloud bellowed behind the riders, racing toward the Tower of L...
He looked like a caliph, straight out of the movies, seated on a pile of pillows and furs. He wore a black silken robe, belted with a royal purple sash that held a jeweled dagger. Close to his right hand, on a golden pillow, like a lethal snake lay a coiled, leather drover’s whip. At his left was another man, wearing a burnoose and robe. He prote...
I soared through the clouds over the ancient countryside, the breezes chilling me even as the evening sun's disappearing rays warmed me. It had been nearly a hundred years since I last visited this part of the Earth. I wondered what changes I would find. The fields glowed green and gold, the autumn air crisp in the growing gloom. The Carpathian mountains st...