Copyright of Dion Seth. Please do not sell, forward or pass on top any other persons. Prologue I pursed my pouty lips and swept my hair up to the side then used my hands to pull back the loose strands and hold it high. I tilted my head then turned it side to side as I looked at my reflection in the mirror from every angle. I sighed. I looked ordinary. I...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 "I seen you, oh God, where was that?" the hostess of the Casa Ole restaurant said to Bobby Elswell as he and his sister Valerie Elswell waited to be seated. "The Prejean Hour," Valerie suggested. "Yeah, yeah, that's it!" the girl said,...
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Tossing and turning in bed, the blue-skinned Maliri girl whimpered as she suffered through a terrifying nightmare, one of her more frequently visited horrors from a broad and grotesque catalogue. She was standing legs parted and arms upraised, shackled to the floor by her ankles, and to the ceiling by her wrists. Stripped entirely bare, she was exposed and...
Chapter One: A courtesan and an Assassin --- The Assassin I saw her across the church at midnight mass. She had the most striking eyes, an intelligent face, short dark hair, full breasts, and a perfect behind. She looked directly at me and smiled - a private smile that made me stop singing. "Who is she?" I asked some random church-goer. 'Alysha" he replie...
Author's Note: This story is an original work of fiction. Future stories starring some or all of these characters might also be forthcoming based upon response and demand. Certain characters featured herein may also be found in other works by the authors. Feedback is desired and greatly appreciated. Email comments to [email protected]. Thank you for...
Cheating and Rivals Part 44 Jen knew Frank was close. "Remember," she said, looking into his eyes and stroking his face. Frank nodded. His muscular body was covered in sweat. They'd been fucking for almost 15 minutes (like most men, he always lasted longer the second time). His face was a mask of concentration as his body climbed closer and closer to the p...
The overland bus leaned into the mountainous turn, as if to give the passengers a better view at the steep mountain side. Desert dust, no plants, only a few large boulders pigmented the drab sight. Regardless, the class was cheery. The rare field trip let them see something other than a ruined city. Mountain peaks, drop offs, and large boulders were still a...
Philip Johnson Prologue Sam and Holly were like most couples in their early thirties and living in South Bend, Indiana. Five days a week it was work, eat and sleep, with the occasional dinner out with friends. Weekends amounted to the typical home owner syndrome of chores here and there, and again, the occasional out for dinner and drinks with...
One - Lexi Sharon 'Shaz' Johnson purred and rolled over to give me a last, long, lingering kiss. There was still some residue of her husband Richard's cum on her cheek and there was certainly still plenty of it on mine. She glanced at him, kneeling on the floor next to the bed we were entwined upon, his once impressive erection now a thing of memory, a last...