This story is a work of fiction. All characters and plots were created in the twisted mind of the author. * I am a kleptomaniac. I steal all the time and I do it for the thrill of the steal, but more than that I love to see the reaction people have when they realize their items have been stolen and I love to see their reaction when they catch the thief. Y...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, there were a lot of complaints that I had deliberately misspelled certain words in order to convey the idea of the protagonist's Dutch accent. For that reason, I decided that, since the representation of the accent was no longer integral to the story (as the reader now gets a clear picture), I will dispense with the m...
"Cut the crap, buddy. My partner and I have your file. Your list of aliases is longer than my arm. Kris Kringle, Santa Claus, S. Nick..." the officer droned on. "Actually that's Saint Nick," he pointed the error out politely. "Whatever. Look, you aren't some do gooder if you have all these aliases. Admit you broke into the Smith's house to rob them then we...
My friends Pat and Dave were a normal couple, whatever that means. Married 15 years, they had a couple of kids, a dog, two cars, a second mortgage, and drank every weekend. Pat was an attractive woman but not attractive enough for me to leave my wife for or to have an affair with, which gives you insight on how we guys think. She and her husband were just n...
Selena Kyle, A.K.A: The Catwoman, was a woman of certain tastes - of thrills like no other, an adrenaline rush, the kind of climax that could only be gained by being choked senseless by a married woman's husband. A distinct pleasure that she had planned for tonight in fact. She was already waiting in his hotel room, clad in nothing more than the mask of her...
Writer's note: You may have seen this published on another website. It is a sequel to a story by my favorite writer. She was fully aware of my intent to compose it before I began, and she has read and approved this effort. Her original story was about a middle-aged, upper-class couple, Jonathan and Amelia Russell, who moonlighted as cat burglars in their nei...
She went to bed before me to put the baby to sleep. I waited for half an hour, long enough for little Faith to fill her belly full of warm milk and fall off to baby dream land and then tiptoed softly into the bedroom. My wife’s eyes greeted me, sparkling in the darkness, while little Faith made cute little baby snores. She watched me silently as I took off m...
Feliciti looked in the mirror. Her husband Ramone was pulling his black Levi jeans up. His stomach was lean and hard and his arms and shoulders were heavily muscled from working as a mechanic on big construction equipment every day. His hands stopped buttoning his fly and her eyes lifted up to meet his. "Like what you see, babe." Ramone bull- frogged. His e...
Okay, I am with you, there are some pretty sick fucking people out there that need to be fucking sent to jail for the sick shit they are doing or thinking about. But hey, live and let live is my motto, so let's keep looking at some fun kinky stuff. Have you gotten any story ideas yet? Come on, don't be shy, write a kinky story. Imagine the characters you can...
Larry Andrews worked at a comic book store known as Groovy Comics. Larry hated the store's owner, Paul Paris. Larry decided to steal thousands of dollars worth of comic books so that he could support his own drug habit. Larry and another employee, Mike Howard, collabotated in stealing the comic books and they came up with a phony story about the store being...