Ashley James was not trying to make history. She had a crazy idea before heading off to college and she got caught running around in public in her birthday suit by the cops. The full details are a story for another time, but, what happened in the end is that she was arrested and convicted. But, Ashley had a fierce determination, an endless charisma and a bri...
Ties. I never liked wearing them. This was the reason, I told myself, that this newly minted twenty two year old commerce graduate was not applying for any of the jobs everyone thought he should be applying for. In actual fact, I liked my lifestyle at the moment. Free from the demands of university, I had turned to the working lifestyle that I had used to su...
The warm sun of the summer islands shone through the stain glass window, illuminating the three bodies, entangled in heated passion. "By the gods" Jon groaned muffled as the hot moisture of his aunt engulfed his massive erection. He has had many many lovers in the three summers his life had seen, but no mouth of a lyseni pillow servant or and braav...
I know a sixteenth [rune]: If I see a girl With whom it would please me to play, I can turn her thoughts, can touch the heart Of any fair-armed woman. I know a seventeenth: If I sing it, The young girl will be slow to forsake me. -- Words of the Most High, from the Elder Edda, c.800-1000 A.D. *** The bars in Reykjavik aren't notably different from the ba...
This is a do-over of a do-over. The original didn't get much response other than somebody missing the point of the twisted grammar that I chose to use. I reined in that wild voice a bit in the first do-over, but it still wasn't very erotic. In this revision (strike three I suppose!) I've tried to up the erotic content a bit, but if you've read my other stori...
Godzina osiemnasta. Dla wielu ludzi jest to czas kiedy dzień dopiero się zaczyna, kiedy nocne życie kwitnie. Jednak dla mieszkańców wsi “Pochlastowo”, był to sygnał by wracać do domu i zająć się sobą. Elżbieta Łechtańska siedziała na składanym krześle na swoim tarasie, ubrana jedynie w różowy, puszysty szlafrok. Uśmiechnęła się, patrząc na leniwie zachodzące...
All characters in the story are over 18. All ideas on how to develop a plan to take control of the city are welcome (places, situations, etc.) All comments and suggestions, positive or negative, polite or hostile, are welcome. Wszystkie postacie w tym opowiadaniu mają powyżej 18 lat. Wszystkie pomysły na temat rozwoju planu przejęcia kontroli nad miastem mi...
At the sound of Oingo Boingo's 'Dead Man's Party', Leer raised his eyes to give Warren a look. Warren mustered a vaguely sympathetic expression. "She seems to be coping well this morning." Leer grunted and sipped at his coffee. The kitchen and den in reality being the fore and aft halves of one overlarge room separated only by the impression given by a...
Masz na imię Jagoda, tydzień temu skończyłaś 18 lat. Jesteś piękną jasnowłosą dziewczyną o chabrowych oczach, długich nogach i pełnych piersiach. Mieszkasz w niewielkiej wiosce o nazwie Chłoszcze, ze swoim wujkiem i ciotką. Twój ojciec był żołnierzem w armii króla, w nagrodę za wierną służbę otrzymał sowitą nagrodę. Wydał ją na przeprowadzkę z miasta, gdzie...
Author's Note: This follows another story I've posted called 'OD or Something.' If you don't want to read the other story, all you need to know is that we've got two horny college students bailing from a loud party and running for the guy's car to have sex. Another thing about the previous story is its voice. Here, just as it was there, the voice is of someo...