dedicated to Dhanraj. - Kira darling, I would like to present you a cousin, Dhanraj Singh. He has a thriving business in the United Arab emirates and in Oman. - Please to meet you, Dhanraj! I'm surprised Kyrhan had never spoken of you! - A pity as I would have loved to meet you much sooner! Dhanraj was a handsome well built man. He was wearing a quite cl...
The Kid would never get laid at this rate. Xavier frowned from the booth where he nursed a martini intended to make him appear fun-loving. But he wasn't here to get wasted. This - watching men trying, and failing to pick up chicks was his job. One he was normally better at. His client, a stuttering and pimple-faced ginger IT geek blundered something about...
This is the twenty-fifth in a series of stories about a scientist named Edward Vitello who has in his possession a very, very powerful love potion developed in a secret government sponsored research project that, to his dismay, was cancelled. He is determined to continue the research by doing human trials on a wide variety of selected women. The chemical i...
Traveling with Talitanitia was spectacular. Some mornings I would wake up mid-orgasm, her greedy, long tongue snaking in and out of me, lashing across my clit at the same time. Others, I would instead awaken to some audacious act of lovemaking between her and Oluth, one morning the two of them caught in some acrobatic ball of sex, another the great bull on h...
You bury your sweaty, seven-and-a-half inch cock inside Carrie’s willing asshole. Her pale flesh shudders with joy, covered in goosebumps as she hisses in delight. Carrie is quite possibly the prettiest girl you’ve ever dated, big brown eyes, long brown hair, thin so her ears poke through it, a great smile, 25 years old, a yoga-teacher who loves wine and dre...
A few quick notes about this one. This is a pre-existing chapter from my novel-in-progress, tentatively titled "Eternal." I'm curious as to whether fantasy stories do well here, and I have more erotic scenes of these two and others to share, if people like them. Since this was an interior chapter, the characters would be well-known to the reader by this tim...
(You don't have to read my other story, His Daughter's Best Friend, to enjoy this one. The people are the same but the focus is different) * Bess loved cook-outs at Scott's and Deidre's house. Friends and family always got together and everyone had a good time. Since her parents moved East almost 5 years ago Bess had spent all her time living here. From h...
I'm looking at the woman who just walked into my quarters, and for a moment, I just don't know what to say. She looks familiar in a way that nobody I've ever seen before looks familiar, and I find myself wondering if I've got a long-lost sister or something. Because she looks...she's older than me, maybe five years older, but other than that, I swear I see t...
NOTE: All characters in this story, like all characters in all of my stories and works, are 18+ * Nefertiti, queen of the Amazons, lounged upon her side in her throne room. She inclined her head upwards, and one of her well-trained concubines obliged her unspoken request, feeding her a lush, succulent grape. She mewled appreciatively at the taste. The quee...
I felt a bit sore the next day, but I expected that. It really did seem as if I was the darling of the harem—"gem of the West," as the Ahkoond called me. That became my unofficial nickname, sometimes used mockingly by other harem girls who seemed jealous of me. In fact, the Ahkoond summoned me to his bed three or four times over the next two weeks. After tha...