**Please Note: This Story is purely a work of Fiction. ** Jeremy and Steve sat at a bar late one evening. Steve's bachelor party was to be the following day. Jeremy was in the midst of a divorce. The two old friends sat sipping vodka and red bull. It was a Tuesday and the place was fairly empty. The bartender was busy flirting with the waitress at the other...
In the time of Henry Tudor, the infamous King who married six times, his countenance enthused many of his ladies in Chelsea Palace to take full advantage of the climate. It was well known Henry also had many sexual encounters and several mistresses but anyone who dared to say a word about it was liable for the big chop But at a time when the male issue was...
The week before Sabrina's wedding went by in a daze. Her days were spent with her mother planning and preparing for the wedding while her evenings were reserved for Douglas. Together, they attended the last of the Season's balls, a music recital that was painfully bad and the theater. Their arrival at each event was marked and noted but even the gossip mon...
We lay there I rubbed the hair out of her face as that one eye kept watching what I was doing, I kissed and stroked the side of her face and slowly the eye started to close overcome with tiredness, I made a move covered Steph's beautiful body with blankets picked up my clothes and tip-toed out closing the door as I went. Dressed I made a coffee, went to the...
"We'll go into the rubble and shoot-a the bastards." The band of the brotherhood of the Camorra emerged from their hiding places. Tough, hardened, burly Neapolitans, dressed in black with roughly tailored jackets and bowler hats, the distinctive tattoos of their brethren on their knuckles. "Really, there's no need. Leave them to fight it out amongst the...
As I slipped the Landrover into first gear and indicated to leave the station carpark I looked across to watch the figure of my employer, Lord Ralph Boddington Smythe, disappear inside the station building. I smiled to myself at my fortune, only three weeks ago I was a stable hand, an assistant to the stable manager, now I was holding the managers’ position...
The little plastic doll had a round head. The face was two black dots for eyes, two pink dots for cheeks, and a wide black arc in the middle for a smile. Her hair was black and covered have the head. A red bow and a branch with yellow flowers accessorized the hair. The doll wore a kimono colored by bright red, orange, and yellow bands. Her cue flip flops on...
"Why not? My dad has a camcorder." "Will he let you use it?" "Um...well, he never uses it." "That's not what he asked, dumbass!" "Hey, knock it off!" a loud voice said, interrupting the other two people. The arguing stopped, and the other two boys waited for their unofficial leader to speak. Like all three of them, Ryan Young was 12 years old. And like...
_____________ 21 ____________ Mom hung up the phone and then ushered me into her study with a deafening silence and thick air between us. This was going to be heavy... I'd really fucked up this time. Entering her study, we sat opposite of each other as Mom closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose with the finger tips of her open hand. I'd really...
Beneath a snowy roof in the village of Karkan, an act of incest most foul reached its climax. Braya Redhand, voluptuous barbarian of the Ironfang mountain clan, rode her son. She forced his rough hands up her sculpted mid-section, sinuous and glistening as it twisted with each thrust upon his turgid cock. It wasn't long before his fingers reached around the...