"Go ahead, I don't mind, really." she swore. "It'll just go to waste, otherwise." We had sat through a three hour Timeshare sales pitch on a rainy day in the Poconos, and our reward was a three day cruise from Ft. Lauderdale to Bermuda. The catch was it had to be used immediately or you lost it. Laura and I had gone away to try to rekindle what we lost ove...
Chapter Six – The Graveyard of Virtue The architecture of Sevérckt nad Gorádki was similar to the northwestern section of Danka's hometown of Rika Héckt-nemát, where the city's wealthier families lived. However its setting was completely different. Instead of sitting in a flat river valley, Sevérckt nad Gorádki was built on a hill and surrounded by steep hi...
Li Antonius smiled up at the dark moon above him. Its feeble light barely lit the clearing he was in, but that didn't matter. He could see just fine. He laughed humorlessly up at its inky surface, how long had it been since the humans turned the moon black? He could barely remember; and even though the lack of its silvery light no longer hurt him, it still f...
I was in heaven. The soft comforting sound of piano notes blended with the lavender scent emitting from the yellow candle burning in the corner to create a harmonious mixture. The outside world had been-at least for the next hour-successfully evaded. Instead of traffic noise, am talk radio, cell phone chatter, and air pollution, it was time for soft music, p...
I hitch-hiked alone to an outdoors Allman Brothers concert in Atlanta and wound up sitting next to and passing my pipe back and forth with what appeared to be three sisters, lovely young things very close in age. As Duane Allman and Dicky Betts were trading guitar licks as only they could, I could not take my eyes off these girls--classic hippy chicks weari...
*** He was on his way to her home. He had a case of that Pabst beer in his hand, and he wanted to bring her something nice. Flowers seemed like too much. Hell, he'd love to buy her flowers, but he thought it would scare her off, the way she was. But, when he walked past the bakery, he saw the perfect gift for her. He wondered if she liked cookies. He bough...
The Prologue: Our fairy tale starts with our dear prince William. Riding one day through the forest that was his fathers, and his fathers before him, and he wondered at all inside of it. All of which was owned by his family. Upon his travels he happened upon a young peasant girl. Undeniably attractive was she, and drunk upon his own power the young prince wh...
Authors note: Hello, I am a new writer here and this is my first and serious attempt writing erotica, so if it sucks I apologize. This was an idea I came up with. They always make the female love interest beautiful etc- but what if she was ugly? How would that complicate things. I just wanted to twist around a cliche and see what I got. WARNING: There is a...
They gagged me, blindfolded me, and tied me. It would have been better if they had just blindfolded me, but they manhandled me like a carcass. That was where my killing power laid. If eyes could kill, they called it. I definitely could. Still I slapped myself mentally, because I had not even tried to get mad at the Wilijies, not attempted to protect Lex an...
I had been working for the security company for about a year when I got the call to do an urgent job at Portsea. I drove down the highway, stopping occasionally at some of many beaches to check out the girls in their bikinis as they tanned their tight bodies. I drove through the streets with million dollar houses behind high walls and found the house. I coll...