Jack Slade was the man all women wanted. He was tall, lean, and muscular, with an ass that fit a pair of jeans in a way that made women wet for miles. As the lead singer of an up and coming rock band, Jack seduced his audience with a voice that could shift from high pitched and sweet, to low and seductive, to hard all in one breath. With longish black hair...
I kept busy for about a month grinding on closing the deal. The appointed day came and went without incident and then work dried up. I kept trying to find the next project but the work just wasn't there. I was chasing my tail and it was starting to wear on the people below me and the people above me. After a couple of weeks of that, one of the partners gave...
First, I would like to offer an apology for how long this chapter took. The Laura story has been far more... Intense... Than the stories I usually write. I felt that, for my first erotica, I should go big or go home. I also took increasing liberties with adapting each part of my notes to a full chapter that by the end of Ch 3 my original idea no longer worke...
===DISCLAIMER=== This is my first work. Any resemblance to blahblahblahblahblah is purely coincidental. If there are any weird words or spellings, I honestly blame my computer's auto-correct function. Chapter One - A Week in a Broad "This is it," said Alice from the passenger seat. The little circle on her smartphone's GPS app had no more blue line to f...
Today was the big day, Earth Day, only Mortimer wasn't himself today. He was still in shock. It wasn't enough that he was diagnosed with cancer and given a death sentence a few weeks ago, but now this. This was too much. From bad news to worse news, this was what had sent him over the edge, no doubt. It didn't matter, with his Earth Day plan already in place...
*** Another Tale from the Shack. This one is after Pogo and Spooky. Really it fits right before the last paragraph of that story. You don't have to read that one to get this one, but it will make it better. There is no graphic sex in this story line. Special thanks to sbrooks103x and Crkcppr for editing and beta reading it for me. Any remaining errors are e...
Day 1 Nearly a year had gone by since we last saw each other. That amazing woman with whom I'd shared such a brief intimate encounter with had gone back to Estonia after finishing her exchange, and we'd shared our last deep embrace in the late days of the previous year. We'd kept in touch, thankfully, and now I was growing very excited with the news that I...
O what a heaven is love! O what a hell! Thomas Dekker Hell isn't merely paved with good intentions, it is walled and roofed with them. Aldous Huxley (1894 -- 1963) Chapter two in less than 6 months. Thank you for all your comments, I really appreciate them. Please don't stop. Hope you all like it. * In the morning, I left for the store early. I was wa...
"And then there's me, but I don't believe in such stupid taboos, anyway. And you have some dirt on me as well, don't you, at least by the same idiotic moral code that so many give at least lip service. I don't personally give a fuck. So, be that as it may, perhaps we should kiss ... and make up, eh?" Marsha told Howard and Kristin with a wink. "Or maybe I c...
In this sequel to "A Visit From Saint Michael," a reporter is recruited by Saint Michael to help rescue six young women from sexual slavery. He agrees to do so because his actions will also rescue his girlfriend who was taken by the same slavers as she was trying to investigate the first girls' disappearance. A few of the references in this sequel will make...