Note: This story, like most the Breaking Clichés stories, is slightly edgier than my other stories. It's also heavily vampire themed. If you absolutely need your erotic stories to be pure vanilla, then I recommend that you read some of my other stories. ***** "Is your passport in order?" Scarlett asked me one cold winter morning, out of the blue, just bef...
Author's Note: Once again Tim413413 has proved his mettle correcting my grammatical ignorance and logic flaws. Thank you sir! * The new snow hung like frosting on the evergreens. It was simply beautiful. Last night's snow had refreshed the whole mountainside and the morning sun made it glitter. The air was crisp, but not overbearing. I could still breath...
Nurse Nancy; Dr. Dan Makes a House Call Sultry auburn-haired Nancy Gardner applied a subtle shade of lipstick in the mirror and turned a pretty profiled face from side to side; staring at her lovely reflection. She sat at the vanity in her master bedroom painstakingly applying makeup ahead of what promised to be a big evening and every now and again she ch...
The thunder out over the deep woods was still distant, but rain already pattered on the wooden roof of the charcoal burner's cabin- and into the leak pan on the earthen floor. The storm outside was a warm, comfortable sound. Around the fire, the five strangers were starting to talk like old friends as they passed bowls of venison stew and the half-blind char...
Prologue: In the year 2020, Dictator for life Obama made it legal for girls over 21 to enter into voluntarily enslavement for the amusement of males. Soon after the protests died down, business professionals soon began to develop theme parks for girls interested in living the lifestyle to live in comfortably, or in any case, as comfortably as a slave girl...
Ian and Josh's families had been next door neighbors from the time both boys had been born. And for as long as both boys could remember, their families had been close friends, often vacationing together in the summer, or taking ski trips together in the winter. The boys had played on the same sports teams, gone to the same schools, and shared many close ex...
She lived in an apartment complex at the north end of town, what would have been the wrong side of the tracks if there were a railroad. The buildings needed paint, the trash needed picking up, the outdoor lights were in tough shape. It was the kind of place where you worried about who might be waiting in the stairwells at night. I followed her up the narrow...
"Tell me once again," I implored Irene as we enjoyed the mellow aftereffects of our now-depleted bottle of wine, the café buzzing pleasantly just beyond our cosy table, "That time we all played together...you were imagining doing what to Elizabeth and Benjamin?" Irene cringed, but she laughed as well. "Oh, how I rue the day I let that tidbit slip! Just prom...
French's mood was the best it had been in days; she felt as light as air and imbued with a wonderful positive energy. This time she would make sure she stayed happy. She sat in the backseat of the black Mercedes-Benz® taxi and drummed her fingertips on her thigh. Parisian cab drivers were known for their speedy driving, but she was impatient and willed the d...
"Shit happens!" he thought to himself, "to everyone, a few times in their lives. There's nothing you can really do about it when your wife falls for another man and just drives away." Phil really couldn't figure it out, other than he wasn't doing something right. He knew he didn't do anything wrong to turn her away. He'd always been a loving and devoted husb...