Noche de chicos... Allí estabas en el interior de un teatro de eventos especiales de luchas clandestinas en compañía de tus compañeros de trabajo, había toda una multitud de personas que abucheaban, silbaban y rodeaban el cuadrilátero apoyando a su luchador preferido... La emoción escandalosa se apoderaba del ambiente invadido de masiva cantidad de muchedumb...
Desde el lujoso ático que mi hermana Afrodita me había "preparado" observé como la oscuridad de la noche atenazaba la ciudad...una ciudad anclada en una época que no era la mía. Porque sí, yo soy Heracles, el Hércules de la mitología griega y romana, un semidiós de la antigua Grecia traído de nuevo a la vida por su divino padre porque, aún en un ti...
Un dia, un hombre conoció a una mujer en Argentina... Once upon a time, a man met a woman in Argentina... As the airliner was on its approach to the airport in Buenos Aires, Bradley Taylor looked out at the metropolis below. It was a huge city — as one would expect, since almost half of Argentina's population lived in the greater Buenos Aires vicinity. Th...
389 years ago, a fated trip from Venice to Verona in Italy for a weekend of ribald entertainment with four shipmates, would be the death of me. And my rebirth into this world of darkness, immortality, and bloodlust. Merchant seamen all. We'd been given leave for the weekend by our Captain. A lecherous fiend with an eye for little boys. Upon arrival in Veneci...
Ben had tried to leave Bunol for three days leading up to La Tomatina before he heard that a massive volcano had erupted in Iceland, shutting down airports throughout the continent. He wondered if Violet had managed to make it as far as Madrid before discovering that she couldn't make it back to their flat in Williamsburg any faster than he could. Resigned...
"You can undress here. He's waiting for you." It was the morning of the 26th. Catherine Ryan was on a flight back to SFO. Sarah and Sophie Scott had returned to their normal routines in Jersey City as Park Place Mailgirls One and Two. Ben O'Neill was likely getting ready for his own return to work in LA. And Erin Ryan O'Neill had been shipped, in a dog car...
My story, THUNDER OF THE GODS, is a product of my imagination, although knowledge of certain aspects of the tale come from my experiences. In its entirety, it is ~ 45,000 words long, so I have chosen to release it in several parts, constituting a total of 19 chapters. This fourth part, Chapters 9-11, continues the story, with ever increasing erotic and exoti...
FAWC2: Plaza de Toros (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery ingredien...
This story was originally written way back in 2007 with the intention of creating a series. As with all of my stories, I am in the process of re-writing and re-publishing in the hope that I regain my passion for writing erotica and can begin adding new stories to my name. I have plenty of ideas of where this story can go -- so please, rate me and let me know...
The night air was warm as the flamenco music drifted in the balcony doors. The city sounds were growing as the hour grew late. It was night time in Sevilla. The cafes in the Barrio de Santa Cruz were starting to fill up with friends meeting for tapas and drinks. I stood on the balcony, leaning on the railing, sipping my sangria. Loving the fruity wine taste...