I love Batman. I hate Batman. No wonder I'm considered criminally insane. But it's not my fault. Batman, you see, is the most handsome and sexy man in the entire world, the perfect match for... Me. I'm Selena Kyle, a.k.a. the Catwoman, probably the greatest genius of this century, and oh by the way I have the best body too. But Batman is queerer than ca...
The day started out nicely enough for Ibrahim Gemeda, former Corporal with the Ethiopian Federal Police, and current bodyguard of His Excellency Adam Teshome, former Minister of the Interior and the new Ambassador of Ethiopia in the City of Jakarta, Indonesia. The run rose over the City of Samarinda, in the East Kalimantan region of Borneo, Indonesia, promis...
Chapter 1 Morning. She awoke to the alarm blaring next to the bed. There was the sound of bird song outside her bedroom window but in the midst of exhaustion and pain she didn't hear it. Shuffling through the blur which was her world sans glasses she made her way to the bathroom and started the shower. Once the water was nice and hot she reached out to move...
All characters are adults. ***** The first time I collided with Janet Douglas I was in my car parked in a space beside the Come & Go store, with a cup of coffee and a Crispy Cream Donut for supper. Janet strolled over, leaned on the door, and kinda stuck her head and tits in the window. I put down the file I was reading. "Gotta light?" She asked. It was e...
Author's Note When writing for myself, as I usually do, or writing something I expect others to read, I've never written a story from a male's perspective. I generally don't include too many men in my erotic stories regardless, but I've never written one from a man's point of view. However, when I started writing this, simply as a silly exercise, it becam...
It was supposed to be a family get together, a celebration for one of their own. For the Collins family it became something they'd never thought possible or even imagine in their lifetime. One minute they were having a party and the next everything just went black. Mr. and Mrs. Collins, along with their only son, had finally woken from their long naps. Why t...
She was a redhead with a complexion so pale I could see her veins, blue beneath her smooth, ivory skin. She might have been a marble statue—or an ivory one—come to life. She was thirty, if that. Her diaphanous red dress (it matched her ruby lips) suggested, rather than revealed, her feminine curves. She took a stool near mine, glanced at me, smiling, and or...
Interview Room 4 11th. Precinct Milwaukee Police Department. A portly female says, "Listen to this tape Officer..." - She presses the PLAY button. The Officer listens attentively to the female voice coming from the machine – ‘I am making this tape so you will understand I had to kill Daddy – he was insane you see. I shall post this to you after Sarina and...
It was another Saturday night, mid summer, eleven o'clock and still over 100 degrees. Heather didn't mind the heat or the lack of humidity; she just hated the short night. It didn't get dark until 9 and was already starting to get light by 5 am. Still it was nice to get out and just walk around even if this wasn't the best part of town. Heather knew her fr...
It was 92 degrees in the shade and after a long day of mowing lawns and trimming trees, was ready to take a nice swim in my neighbor's kidney shaped pool. I practically lived with Terry Hart, the 5'7", boyishly handsome, well-tanned, 19-year-old, with a smooth face, big blue eyes, thick clean-cut sandy-brown hair, and a smooth well-toned 145 pound frame, fro...