Author's note: I wanted to respond to some of the comments I received from readers. I know that Stuart's actions in Chapter 8 were over-the-top evil. I did warn you in advance not to read it. Unfortunately, those depraved acts were inspired by a real-life woman I met while volunteering at a shelter for abused women. She married what she thought was prince ch...
The Italian Army kept an elaborate system of brothels in North Africa. There were two kinds, one for enlisted men, the other for officers. The officers' brothels, of course, were much better. They were cleaner, the girls were younger and prettier, and the doctors visited them daily to check for venereal diseases. I had never visited a whorehouse until I was...
After 18 days at sea crossing the Atlantic from Liverpool this was going to be a day to remember for the rest of her life. A brisk ocean breeze blew Holly's golden hair back from her face as she gazed across the rolling waves looking for the gray sliver of land one of the stewards had told her would be Gibraltar. Oh yes, Gibraltar, gateway to the Mediterrane...
Author's Note. A friend of mine dared me to write a story about a Transsexual so I wrote this story, he loved it so I have decided to share it with others who enjoy this kind of erotica. This story was written for fun and does not reflect the views of the author, nothing in this story is possible and contains fantasy situations. Let me know what you think an...
© copyright, Raymond Descheneaux, 2019 * Al-Kharijah is a wealthy principality that has, on occasion, aroused the envy of rival kingdoms who accordingly have invaded our land. It is for this reason that all of our boys are trained as warriors, for a strong army is our main defense. During the course of the fighting, a lowborn soldier may prove to be as val...
Pt. IV: CirCUMstantial Evidence In the drive up Interstate 15 to Salt Lake City which took all night and part of the morning, Jack thought about how it was not one of his favorite places. He had been there twice before. Getting information was often like pulling teeth. One of the strangest places he had ever been; like a totally different planet. His past...
I met this chick in my summer session Accounting class while in grad school. Leigh was a voluptuous blonde, had a thick Southern accent, and worked at the cosmetics counter in a high-end department store, so she really knew how to fix herself up. She wasn't quite gorgeous, but was definitely good-looking, and veritably oozed sex. Don't confuse her with my hi...
Life in a group home for the unrepentantly mentally ill has its rewards. The headmistress of our home for the divinely touched summons me to her office. There is a young lady dressed too casually to be staff. Ms. Kate says, "Paul, this is Laura. The police found her sleeping under the interstate. There were no beds available in any of the female homes. I'm g...
Deeper and deeper into our delights we go ... ~J~ The Club The stop told them they'd arrived. Starr saw a small, non-descript red brick building with a concrete doorway, a line of people waiting at the door, and a trio of muscular bouncers. One was checking a list, and the other two were flexing their muscles, preventing people from trying to buy or scam t...
I'd been riding forever it seemed. Ten days on the road, with all the necessary stops, and I was stuck on the dullest road in the dullest state in the U.S.---Oklahoma. If boredom earned me money I'd be a fucking trillionaire by now. Flat and only broken by the occasional oil rig, I rode on working my way to my ultimate goal--my brother's house in New Mexico....