The black jeep wrangler bounced as it cruised over the causeway. There was a loud HONK and the two women in the jeep jumped. Some college boys in a convertible Mustang moved over into the wrong traffic lane and pulled up beside the jeep. The guy in front made kissing faces at the driver of the jeep. A guy in the back seat, held his thumbs out pointing at him...
This one is a little long, so fair warning. Perhaps not that fair but it's all the warning you are getting so there. Heck I even wander around a little since it's not all sex, or fighting, or whatever other perv thing you want to be reading. Which yes makes me a horrible bitch, and I am so happy that way. I'd say bite me but you probably would and then I wo...
You've heard the expression, "Everything but the kitchen sink?" That's in these next few chapters as well. Enjoy! ** Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire, I lead the way to the funeral pyre. And without a thought of the consequence, I gave in to my decadence. One slip, and down the hole we fall... —One Slip from Pink Floyd, A Momentary Lapse of Reason...
Chapter V: A Visitor Author's Note: A very special thanks to my lady love and two faithful beta readers -- MisterWildCard and John998 -- for their invaluable feedback and encouragement. This chapter somehow was quite a slog to put together and I couldn't have done it without you. Also, as usual, thanks to my editor bikoukumori for a splendid editing job....
Chapter XI Collapse Author's Notes: A heartfelt "thank you" goes out to the people who helped in refining and improving this chapter. My lady love for her undying support and the harshest critique one can hope for, my editor bikoukumori for his unending patience and a host of volunteers who suffered through the early drafts of this tale. In no particular...
There are a variety of fetishes in this story, including consensual violence and verbal abuse, raceplay, and watersports. This is a tale of a different age, a time so long ago and yet not so long ago. Cell phones did voice and nothing more. There was no Facebook, no social media. We still used the Yellow Pages, read news in the paper, and viewed porn in pr...
Or how I met my beautiful and amazing wife, and our adventures that made her the darling of the world. Many of the characters in this story are from the Commander Murphy series by the same author. I saw her across a crowded room. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was dancing with a very big and handsome man. He was a huge man with wide shoulders, and he d...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. The story, all names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this story are completely fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, services, or products is intended or should be inferred. Any similarity with real names is only coincidental. This story is inten...
**** -- 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 One: A courtesan and an Assassin --- The Assassin I saw her across the church at midnight mass. She had the most striking eyes, an intelligent face, short dark hair, full breasts, and a perfect behind. She looked directly at me and smiled - a private smile that made me stop singing. "Who is she?" I asked some random church-goer. 'Alysha" he replie...