Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...
This is a rewrite of 'Vegas', combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury - not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. C...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series. The Swap series. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This s...
Antique device brings modern day delights to niece. Browsing through pawnshops and thrift stores is my version of treasure hunting. One day, at a local pawn shop, I found a strange looking wooden box with an assortment of glass tubes, in a compartment, in the lid. A small oval semi corroded brass patent label on the back and an old frayed power cord dated...
Sean Reynolds sat on the edge of the bed, with only a white bath towel draped across his lap to protect his modesty - a modesty that was in serious danger from the sight only a dozen or so feet away. Short of closing his eyes, it would've been impossible for the twenty-one year old redhead not to see the woman in whose name the motel room had been registered...
*I'm back! After a writing hiatus, I've found the want to write again. I realise also, that, after writing this first part, I have another series with Jennifer in. Nothing wrong with Jennifer though, right? Anyone, hope you enjoy.* * I had settled quickly into Hollywood, finding myself in the deep end within the first month. I'd had a script laying around...
When Susan Willoughby married her husband, almost 25 years ago, she was a pretty, size 12. Now, still pretty she fits into a size 16. Before getting married she had limited sex experience. Her husband being the first, and only, person to engage in full, penetrative sex with her. Before that there had been some groping and fumbling in the back seats of cars o...
*WARNING!! This story is in no way based on anything real and is completely fiction. Do not take this story seriously as it is only for your enjoyment. Anyone below the age of 18 is not allowed to read as it is rather explicit, leave reviews please. Any requests can be sent to me and they'll go through to my email and I hope you enjoy* ***** It had been a...
The following is a sequel to 'Vegas'. You may gain more enjoyment by familiarising yourself with that story before reading on. CHAPTER ONE: ONE YEAR LATER Daniel sat quietly at the final table, waiting for the television formalities to be completed. It would soon be time to resume play from where they had finished the night before. It was the last tourn...
Lynne crashed the thick wooden paddle again across Willoughby's bare buttocks... "I struck blood!" she said triumphantly. Willoughby was sobbing. Lynne, at fifty-four, was still a blonde vamp, her boobs pushing against her pink top. Her husband, about sixty, had his chubby form across her knees, his suit pants and underwear around his ankles. So many of...