Francis E. Sterling III by all accounts considered himself to be a lucky man. Having moved from England to attend college in the United States he had been able to free himself from the confines of a stuffy traditional British heritage. Standing 5'-10", weighing 150 lbs. soaking wet, with a slight build, he was definitely not an imposing figure. Despite his p...
EROTIC DVD FILM REVIEWS 2016 edition Hi all you erotic film lovers. This is NOT a review of hard core porn films and videos. It is review of a collection of full length feature films that concern sexual or erotic themes that have been on general release or made for TV, all of which are now available on DVD. These films are suitable for adults over the age...
"You're a sorry fucking bitch," screams Rob. Betty shouts back, "And you're a sorry fucking excuse for a man. You worthless cock sucker." "At least I'm not out trying to fuck the entire town." "Neither am I. I am just satisfying one man. At least he can satisfy me. Not like some ass hole that will remain nameless." "How do you expect to get satisfied whe...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 08: Summer Holes Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All characters and events are fictitious. The sexual positions are possible. * * * * * Chapter 1. It was eight o'clock in the evening. I sat at my desk reading. I always seemed to be sat somewhere reading or writing. When I wasn't in court as a witness that is. I...
I: Brigid and the Patriot's Day Parade "Thbbb! ... Th-thbb!" He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much he blew into it. Even through his full-length wool uniform, and the long underwear, he could feel the frigid wind knifing right through him. It...
I'm killing two metaphoric birds with a single figurative stone here. A bunch of you wanted me to take-up the righteous rod of retribution and smite the two sinners from A Sea Change; while a few readers also wanted me to push my "Totally Unromantic Love Story" series into the next generation. One of you had a really bright idea about how to do that. So, thi...
*Alwaysready64, thank you so much for editing this chapter!* ***** Jaylon paced nervously in Lucius' house. Elena sat in the armchair watching him and Corban and Anton waited on the sofa. Impatiently, Jaylon stared out of the window again and Corban spoke up. "Jay you need to calm down." "How the fuck can I calm down? Luci is gone. Someone should have st...
Hey Folks, Happy Thanksgiving, I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a nice long Holiday read. It's a bit different from my usual Turkey Day stories. Believe it or not this time the turkey survives. There is no flying food in this story. It is a long one, so those of you who just need a quick two page story should steer clear of it. This year as...
The gunshot echoed across the prairie. I looked down at poor Whiskey as I slowly reloaded my Peacemaker. He was a good horse and his death was on me. Well, me and the damned rattlesnake that spooked him. I was half asleep in the saddle and noticed the rattler at about the same time as Whiskey. The old boy reared and threw me, which was embarrassing enough f...