*Author's Note* This was a story for a competition a year ago it wasn't received well by that crowd. Thought many here would enjoy. ***** The darkness covered the land like a sheet of black, obscuring almost everything that lay before the man as he trudged his way to the cabin. He was thankful he'd traversed this way so many times, had he not he'd surely f...
The conquest was afoot before Allie even became aware that she was trying. However, if there were ever a place and a night and a moment made for seduction, it was Carly's notorious Halloween parties, and tonight, all manner of games were on. The little pussycat costume caressed every inch of Allie's toned flesh, and when her face emerged from the rum-punch,...
Patrick Wolfe, aka Crilly, was a cop. I didn't freak out, I wanted to, but my sense of self-preservation was too strong. Instead I dialed Marcus. "Go," he said by way of greeting. "I'm in the townhouse of Patrick Wolfe, nee Crilly. I need a pick up in ten, it's on LSD, can you find it?" "Got it," he said. "Marcus if I'm not out in front come in and get m...
Breathe. Not quickly. Slowly. Don't panic. Keep your wits about you. Yeah, right. Twenty minutes after Diane left my office, I finally gave up reading the same paragraph over and over again. The words simply did not register, for the conversation I just had with Diane pushed everything else from my head. One night. That was it. My life completely screwed...
*Still getting the hang of this folks... so bear with me... "Your highness there is someone here that insists that they have an audience with you." King Darvus of the ruling clan Aremus blinked twice at his trusted assistant as he slowly rose from between the thighs of his most favored concubine. Alora sighed and attempted to draw him to her by tightening h...
I am the exact opposite of my sister, Cheryl. Cheryl is into drinking, partying, and frankly, she dresses trashy. Plus, she's not exactly particular about who she sleeps with. More people have been in her than the Albert Hall. I'm not into drinking or partying. In fact, I've never had a drink of alcohol in my life. I don't dress trashy the way she does; I...
Jordan watched the man that would make her feel like a woman. He was so tightly wound all the time. In his suit, with his beautiful brown eyes, and the thick hair that sprawled on his face. His sexuality wrapped in a suit all the time. The muscles that she knew were there so wanton in their waste. It was like Cristiano Ronaldo hiding his frame. He was work...
It was like fishing only a lot more fun. I had seduced Vicki and stolen her away from her husband. The slender English blonde and I had set up house in an apartment building along with her sixteen-year-old daughter and eight-year-old son. Her husband had been heartbroken at the loss of his beautiful wife and children and begged her to take him back. I did...
"Have you asked your wife?" Arianne inquired politely. Arianne was fair, blond and pretty. In her early forties and without any make-up she still looked quite young. Her features were regular and well-defined. Her eyes were dark and contrasted dramatically with her complexion and hair. She was of medium height and build with full, rounded breasts and a stur...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...