Cale stood in the thick woods in complete darkness; his breathing was rapid and his hands were visible shaking as he eyed his destination. He had to do something tonight that he felt he was going to hell for. Yet, he didn't have a choice. He knew his intentions were good in the end, but he couldn't get past the fact he was about to do something he felt a man...
Okay, you all get to finally see Hugh and Lucy together. This chapter took so long to finally come together, but I'm so happy with it, and I love having Hugh and Lucy finally get it on. I want to thank MrWhiteTiger and autoplot, as always. You both made it so much better, and thanks again T. for your wonderful comments. It meant a lot, and I'm glad you got t...
This is the sequel to "Nadine and Tom, at last" Reminder: In their youth, Nadine and Tom met in London but never came round to live their passion together. Twenty years later, thanks to social networks, they meet again, sharing their fantasies about each other online. Then Tom manages to meet up with her at her place, on the occasion of a work obligation i...
Ms. Green was allowing her asshole to throb pleasantly open and shut around his eager tongue as it worked in and out. She smiled as she thought of the dirty things that she would make the young man do for her entertainment. His tonguing and burrowing of her asshole was just a temporary diversion until she heard from Ms. Fortune. She was going to let the perv...
When Arnold first saw the ad, a small display in the back pages of City magazine, he couldn't believe his eyes. A middle-aged man, with his pants pulled down to his ankles, was stretched across the lap of a buxom young woman. She was in the act of delivering an apparently sound slap to his buttocks, which were discretely covered by his underwear. Both the ma...
(This story is written in first person...some from Dee's perspective, some from Matthew's perspective – separated with the ++++ signs. If you begin at Ch. 1 to get the feel of it ~ you may avoid confusion.) Continued... +++++++++++++++++++++++ Seeing her again, in all her angry splendor, had me moving the duffle bag to the front of my pants. I look to the...
Copyright 2006 Alexandra Lee * At nine o'clock the next morning a knock sounded at their door heralding the arrival of one of Chief Inspector Gupti's officers. They were driven in polite silence to Delhi police headquarters and met by the senior police officer himself who was beaming as though they were long lost friends. 'Welcome, welcome Mister and Mrs...
I let out my breath as you turn the corner. I've been sitting on your stoop for half an hour, praying you don't have any plans after work. Surprise visits are risky. Your walk betrays your ten-hour day. You're still buried deep in your music. Your head bends to your lit cigarette as your other hand searches in your pocket for your keys. You exhale smoke as...
Music does things to me. It's a part of me. It's a constant. When I fell off the jungle-gym there was music coming from the room next to the sick-bay at school. It was bad, but it was music nevertheless. The first time I got drunk - there was music. Actually there was Madonna - Like a Virgin - how appropriate. The first time I had sex, and then the first tim...
Tortuga, 1702 Rusalka pulled the dagger across the throat of the final crewmen, spilling his blood over the deck just as the port of Tortuga was coming into view. She released her grip of the man dropping his body into the sea. She looked up to the sails. The winds were right and at the pace of the ship she should be able to pull in to port without trouble....