"When predator becomes prey." © drkfetyshnyghts 2009 * Foreword IRC stands for "Internet Relay Chat". It was originally written by Jarkko Oikarinen in 1988. Since starting in Finland, it has been used in over 60 countries around the world. IRC is a multi-user chat system, where people meet on Channels (rooms, virtual places, usually with a certain topic...
Chapter 1 "John," Gill started the conversation rolling. Everyone at the bank referred to John Jacob Nicholls as John. It was his given first name, although his family always called him by an abbreviation of his middle name, as both his father and grandfather had been Johns. His great grandfather had been a Jacob, so were a number of uncles and strangely...
This is the second version because for some reason the first bit was reproduced half-way through in the original, sorry about that -- this should be it mind you... This story started as a single concept and kind of got away from me, it's very long but that's the way it went. A large part of it is by way of a suggestion that I have often written stories and...
"Amy," called Mum, "your aunt and uncle are here." I dashed into the hall and opened the door. Pam kissed me on the cheek saying, "Hi, Amy," then went through to the kitchen where Mum was putting the kettle on. Tim stepped into the hall carrying two heavy-looking overnight bags, and I led him straight up the stairs to the guest room. "It's good to see you,...
Jamie was admiring the night sky with a contented sigh. The orgy he had just had with his slaves left him drained and satisfied. The stars above him twinkled. He grinned at them and tried to make out the constellations. The night sky was ridiculously dark, allowing for thousands of stars to be seen. He looked around himself and realized he wasn't on the roof...
SET IN New Zealand. Not a lot of sex; a true romance. * CHAPTER 1 A tidal surge, not very high but loaded with power and breaking, snuck up behind the well-formed young woman looking upriver in mid-thigh deep water and flattened her. When Jess Turner regained her feet, spluttering, her bikini top was no more. Half dazed she walked from the water to hear t...
Part I Bloody Golf (FM+, MM) At thirty four I reckon I have weathered not too badly, at 5ft 6inches my 34-26-35 figure is fairly well proportioned, wavy auburn hair drapes over my shoulders and I am told I am "quite pretty" by those who would offer an opinion. OK I may not make page three anymore but my husband Andy reckons I am his dream girl. Married for...
This story, my first effort, is affectionately dedicated to a very special lady from the South (USA), without whose inspiration it would not have been conceived. The story gets off to a very slow start. Readers who are purely interested in the 'sexy bits' should probably jump to Chapter 6. I hope, however, that there are a few people out there who like a lo...
V: An explosive end to a career Chapter 37: The Blowup To my surprise, all of us were led to the First-Class Lounge and the explanation was Jenny's proud smile; Miss Efficiency in motion! Shortly before departure Jenny was called and came back smiling: both had been upgraded to First also. I have to admit that flying First Class is definitively more comfo...
This is the long-awaited sequel to my story of love and lust in the New Zealand outback, "You'll See, Lucy". I've had a number of requests for this story, and I apologize to everyone who enjoyed the last one so much that it took me so long to write again. Life sometimes has a way of directing us away from our personal projects. Hopefully this will live up to...