"Dude," Gary said, tossing himself down in a chair, "is it true you and Kevin spit roasted Liz?" The music pounded through the walls as another wild college party raged in the next room. Brad and Kevin stood in the doorway of the otherwise empty back bedroom where Gary had unaccountably dragged them. "Yeah, totally," Brad smirked. "Right there on that fu...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * White Light/White Heat: Neal: One o'clock in the morning; we had gone to bed after the grand tradition of Christmas carols around Moira's old Steinway. My second Christmas with the X-Men. This was something the group did: in remembrance, in respect, in the joy of...
Authors note. Special thanks to MissBoePeep for her editing assistance and help. This is my first submission under the erotic horror catagory, please keep that in mind. She stood at the edge of the wooded area gazing with disdain at the old wooden church that sat on the outskirts of Bellaire, a small village nestled in the New England country side. She h...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
"Thanks, Sgt." "No problem, Sir." Aaron slammed the car door and looked around. It had been over 2 months since he had been on base. It hadn't changed that much. There was a Christmas tree near the flagpole now. He noticed that there were some unusual decorations on it especially the nylons. He wondered who found the female mannequin leg. His wound was st...
Chapter 1: The craving Greta moved ponderously around the small home she shared with Hans, her merchant husband, one hand frequently coming to rest upon her swollen belly as she did her best to perform her daily tasks, despite her particularly gravid state. Even with the difficulties, a smile kept forming on her lips as she tidied and dusted. It had been te...
To the literary purists – This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy. How do you know if your spouse is a cheater? They protest too much, say they could never, would never, but how do you really...
Jenna had prepared herself as Sir James had ordered. She had bathed in the jasmine scented oil that was his favorite scent. After the long luxurious soak she shaved all parts of her body till she was completely smooth. All hair had been removed form her under arms, her legs and arms and of course her pussy. There wasn't even a hint of stubble so exacting had...
Two weeks later . . . Alissa Willcott walked up to the front door of her parents' mansion and wondered what she should do. There was a time, not so long ago, when Alissa would have just walked right in, after all, this was where she grew up. But having gone away to college, and having learned about her mother's sexual perversions, Alissa suddenly felt like...
INTRODUCTION It's not easy being a love goddess. You doubt me? You think it might be the most romantic, amazing profession in the world? Let me tell you, it's not. Nobody understands me. Nobody. You either. ***** First of all, you think I'm a prostitute. Or, you will once I tell you my story. And that's exactly my point. There's no room for me here....