Angel's Education: The Epiphany, The Video, Her Emerging Fetish, And The Vice-Principal. -A Tale of Smoking, Clothed Sex, Masturbation and Facials. [An addendum to a previously published erotic story, by the author "Luthor," entitled "The Reverend's Little Angel."] A Short Story (with a long title) By George Tyerbyter—aka Mick Carlo. ****************...
**** -- CHAPTER 6: Marseille -- **** *-- JULY, MONTAUK, NEW YORK --* Sharpley had snatched Cassandra in Manhattan. We always traveled with security outside of the mansion and outside of the JKE building. I knew for a fact that Fat Tony would have made damn sure nothing bad would happen to his favorite blonde bombshell, were he with her. But he wasn't. I...
Chapter 10 Note: This is a work of FICTION place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for! Although the areas this story takes you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 34. Preparing for the Big Game! The four families had a b...
Hey Folks. It's the middle of winter and it's as cold as hell out there. I thought I'd give you one to read on those cold nights when there's nothing on TV. This one like the last is a bit longer to give me a chance to stretch my legs. Another thing that gave me a bit more confidence is the fact that I was standing on the shoulders of a giant on this one. Wh...
Phillip Johnson Chapter One Saturday morning I found her note propped up against the coffee pot. "Russ, sorry to do this to you honey, but Haley needs me right now and I'll call you about the first of the week and let you know how things are going. If an emergency comes up leave a message on my cell phone because I won't be able to use it in the hospital....
"Hey little brother, this is a good thing. We are starting a new life in West Liberty. Don't feel bad about the broken cup in the kitchen. The doctor said it would take time... months or a year... for both of us." Sandra, the blond around twenty years old, put her arms around Randalf, the slightly younger looking, black hair man. She snuggled her chest arou...
Author's Note: To all the fans of this series I offer my apologies for the delinquency of submissions. Real life often sneaks up on us and I've had little time to devote to the series between moves, jobs, computer crashes, and other miscellaneous crises in the last year. I do appreciate the feedback (both good and bad) which has been the driving force in con...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
Sequel to What are the odds? Dear reader. This is set in Australia. We spell colour, with a 'u'. We have arses. We are sometimes arses. OK, most of the time we are arses. 'Shit' is one of our most versatile words. 'Fuck' is punctuation and sometimes 'Cunt' is a diminutive sobriquet. "Naw, lookit the little cunt." I'm sorry in advance for the legwork you may...