"Denise adjusts the demon mask, getting the fit just right over her eyes. She smiles deviously at you, her chest heaving." Based on an image by Curveball. It sat, grinning evilly, on a lighted pedestal nestled deeply inside the Tru Hollywood store, a perfect rendition of Mr. Twist, from last year's cult horror. A young woman cautiously steps into the light...
**Author's Note: this is an older story of mine and somewhat unpolished. I hope you enjoy it! *** Katja Shoen stood at the base of the stairs to the front porch of the magnificent Victorian manor. Massive oak doors with ornate door-handles rested under a glorious brick house that stretched into the sky. Small bushes ran along the course of the building's f...
Erotic Fencing Lesson #4: The Challenge The sun was setting upon the salle. Ed, the fencing coach, was ready to call another night of practice when one more student was still left to teach. Trish stood before him in her white breeches showing the athletic calves off then looking up seeing her 36C breasts push through the smooth fabric to her dark complexion...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 10 -- Let's burn rubber together "Come and look at this," I said to Emma. In most cases, a woman's entry into a room where her partner is sitting naked except for white plimsolls and ankles socks at a computer looking at internet porn would strike a grievous if not terminal blow to the relationshi...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (23 min/mp3) * * * * * The package came from Nobilis's house. His return address was on it. I got online and IM'ed him. {Pixie} What's this package? {Nobilis} Someone asked me to send it to you. {Pixie} Who? {Nobilis} Can't tell. I checked it over though, there's nothing in there that'll hurt you. Go ahead and open it....
South Africa. Present day. 10 pm. The band of drug traffickers...numbering 40 strong had made camp for the night in the jungle. They gleefully counted the gold, diamonds and other trinkets they had bribed out of some of the unsuspecting tribes..in exchange for the powerful narcotic they were peddling. The traffickers were a band of roughnecks..hired by a wea...
As I left my home and entered the limo to go to the masquerade party, I looked back at my house, and thought about the empty dungeon and how I wanted to feel his power over me. How I just craved him and then quickly entered the limo excited to get to the party. When the car pulled up to The Fritz's home I felt this excitement flow through my entire body. E...
In the far reaches of the fifth dimension the pocket reality defied many things; reason, reality, fantasy… A realm home to beings capable of changing the laws of reality at the snap of a finger, in such a world anyone could have or do whatever they wanted really. But for one pans-dimensional imp it all summed up in one word. "BORING!" Floating aiml...
With gratitude and apologies to Fredrick Brown, and those who preceded him. TW It was still Halloween. Barely. The Last Trick-or-Treater on Earth knocked on the door of the Evil Grown-up. Knock-knock! The Evil Grown-up sat in his living-room half-asleep, thinking deliciously evil thoughts. Visions of apples hiding razor-blades, gooey candy bars hiding se...
~~Darian~~ "... Bellerophontes." The world stopped. The air petrified, the breeze ceased, and the crickets and birds faded away. The world died around him until it was as if sitting atop a stage, lifeless. Cold crept along his skin until he thought his tears might have frozen on his cheeks. They weren't, but every sense in his body told him they should hav...