Nik walked through the doors of his home, tossed his bag in the corner, and proceeded to relax on the couch. The game was on and he half watched it as he shifted around, trying to find a comfortable spot from the pain of the knife wound. It dulled down but was still throbbing. "Fuck, this is going to make teaching tomorrow annoying." He didn't have to go...
The couple turned towards the woman at the classroom door. Fresh cum dripped off of Principal Weiss' face, cumdrunk lust still apparent on her face. "You two are lucky I'm the only one in the building," Michelle said, walking over, shaking her head at the mess. "How long have you two been fucking?" CRASH! Michelle slipped on a puddle of cum, falling on...
"Owwww," Nik said, shuffling in the hospital bed. He was in a private, spacious room. A TV hung from the corner ceiling, and there was various furniture scattered about the room. He could hear water running from the bathroom. "Good to know I'm alive," he said, feeling up the wound. Fingertips grazed the many stables that sealed the hole shut. He felt w...
Chapter 03 The gentlemen of New Orleans disport themselves at a pique-nique The August sun blazed down on the porch. I sat in the shade, surveying Parcbeau, the plantation of my ancestors and now my care. Last winter's ice, carefully hoarded in the icehouse, tinkled in my glass and brought some welcome relief to the heat. I mopped my brow with a silk handk...
Sometime in the Past "Okay, set up the shot right there...Perfect!" the director said. "Now, when you fuck her I don't want you to hold back. Just nail her. And you, squeal like you normally do. This should be academic. You've been together before," the fat Asian man said. "Shouldn't be too hard. I quite enjoy these period pieces," Nik said as he made ad...
Mid thirties, scruffy, a rhapsody in blond, moth-eaten blond beard shadowing his sharp, narrow jaw—Justus Fawley bundled himself into a trench and took to the unusually cold streets of Hollywood at roughly two in the morning. At that time of night, when a city as sick and sacred as Los Angeles, opened its sewers, mangy kittens and rats in sequins crawled up...
The Valley Chapter 1 It was a normal hot sweaty dawn, typical of east Africa; even the early morning breeze had that hint of early morning stillness in it, promising another sweltering day ahead of us. I sat at breakfast on the veranda in my shorts and white shirt ready for another days work, as I gazed with utter loathing across the breakfast table at my...
My wish is granted. "Just the vibrators first, Emma." HE plugs the dialled boxes, attached to the wires trailing from between my splayed legs, into a pair of wall-sockets and . . . ("JUST the vibrators. I do not understand.") . . . twists the left-most dials on the boxes half a turn. The imitation cocks start to buzz and shake in my well-stuffed holes....
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Chapter 21 The Feel of Nylon Following that initial success with the pantyhose, and what I had said about liking the feel of the nylon against my skin, Lucy was keen to find out just how effective they could be in spicing-up our sex life....
The Mrs. Kindle encounter with Melvin is based on three pinups drawn by the Pit. The Betty and Samantha encounter with the slave Prospero is based on The Plantation comic written and drawn by the Pit. It is unfinished, ending with the two sisters sneaking back to the barn at night. With the Pit's permission, I incorporated the Plantation and pinups into our...