It was mid afternoon when I heard the wail of a police siren. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a cop car, but there was something different about it. That should have been my first clue. I eased my car to a halt and stepped out. From the police car a figure emerged casting a sexy shadow. It was a female cop, except her dress was ultra short and she...
Chapter One - Eureka! Dr. Francesca Ranken sat at the dining table of her plush London apartment typing up the day's notes. Her electric blue-painted fingernails tapped her analytical thoughts and conclusions onto her laptop keyboard, the light from the screen reflecting off her glasses. She paused, taking a sip from the wine glass adjacent to her computer....
(Dear Reader; When I re-released this story originally, I released it in 3 and 4 chapter segments. I did this for a couple of reasons; The first being, because some chapters were short while others were long, and other chapters didn't have any sex scenes. At the time, I felt it was essential that every published group of chapters have sex in it. However,...
DEMI MOORE CH 2. PASSION Although inspired by a well-known movie, the following story is fictional and not intended to depict any actual person or event. Only known by very wealthy patrons of erotica, situated at an unknown location, a secret archive is guarded by extreme security. Here the Alternative Adult Anal Versions (AAAVs) of several movies are stor...
I love movies. Always have, always will. While my tastes have evolved with time, I've been drawn to eroticism in cinema ever since puberty. Of course, at first it meant watching Showtime or Cinemax at my friend's house late at night, sitting through bad acting for brief glimpses of bare, often silicone enhanced breasts. As I grew older I was able to rent Pla...
"I love freedom, and my love for true Freedom grew with my growing knowledge Of the people's surrender to slavery And oppression and tyranny, and of Their submission to horrible idols Erected by the past ages and polished By the parched lips of the slaves [...]." ― Kahlil Gibran The first thing Hugh saw was a shotgun. His eyes acclimating to the murk...
The last time I measured my penis a few years ago. I was still growing. I was a teenager. It was 6 inches. I figured by the age of 21 I could squeeze another 1/4 inch, possibly 1/2... 6 1/2. But that was a stretch. Without girlfriend, without job, without life, I jerked-off all the time, mainly at night to pass the time. I slept during the day. At 2 in the...
Lily was bright and eager. She almost bubbled over. "Look at this, Mag. They're holding auditions for a real Hollywood movie right here in town. They want more than one girl. We can try out together" She practically shoved the tabloid paper against my nose. She had circled the ad in bright yellow highlighter: "Motion picture audition. One day only. Casting...
It had been a long day at work, and my co-worker had invited me to her house for dinner. This was not unusual for us, since starting at the company, we'd formed an instant bond and quickly became friends. Each time I went to hers, I'd allow my glances at her body to become bolder as she cooked dinner for me. Her tight rear, her small but shapely breasts. Sh...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...