The sun rose over the city of Boston. Like many of the city's denizens, I'm in bed. However, unlike most of them, this is where I'm going to stay. Oh, it's not because I'm lazy. You see, I'm a vampire. Yeah, one of the denizens of the night. There are quite a few of us around. The world thinks we're mere myth and to be honest, we prefer it that way. We let t...
Part 5 A guest room in Count Mortimer’s mansion. Sun is steadfast in meditation, levitating above a bed fitted with heliostones. Such beds are required for humans, who sleep in them to absorb some analogue of nutrients they would receive from natural sunshine, which no longer existed, or so they are told. For an aspiring mage, these heliostones are of lit...
I stepped out of the shower, gazed down at my caged cock, simply baffled at what had happened earlier that day. On the floor was the black lace french knickers that I had worn to fuck my wife in in our kitchen less than an hour previously. Picking them up, I stuffed them into my robe pocket, slightly embarrassed that my secret was not only out and had been s...
Over the years we held many parties and attended many too and the crowd normally present ranged all ages. I think the age range we mix with has been instrumental in keeping my wife and I young at heart, which from my point of view alone gets me into easy conversation with some extremely tasty, fit in appearance and athletically young ladies - not always sing...
It was in the pit of his stomach boiling away at him. Why had she worked him to the point of frenzy? Was she testing him? Her body spoke of seduction but her games smelled of deceit. She knew that Mitch was a married man and yet she intentionally answered the door wearing nothing but water from an evening shower. She was leaving on a business trip thousands...
Once upon a time in the magical land of Paradisia. . . Um, Mr. Narrator sir? What the fuck is it this time Brian? Mr. Pell asked me to inform you that we don't have any money in the budget this year to set a story in Paradisia. Motherfucker! He sends a fucking intern to tell me we're over budget! Where the fuck am I supposed to set this story, Liverpool?...
We end the night with Doug fucking the hell out of Alison one more time, right in front of my face. Literally. After the last fuck, they sat on the couch, Alison curled up against Doug, while Doug idly played with her huge breasts. I got them that drink and sat on the floor between Doug's legs, watching him play with her tits. After a little while, Doug s...
It was Halloween and I was working the haunted house for the tenth or eleventh year, the club I belong to does one every year to raise some funds to help kids and keep our programs going the rest of the year. It's always a challenge getting a place to hold it, the props to furnish it and then finding volunteers to man it. But many of us do it every year and...
Glen began to tenderly lift me off of Mr. Pruit as Clem continued to stare at me. Mr. Pruit looked dazed and embarrassed as he shook himself and raised himself on his forearms. "Before you go downstairs and clean-up, I need your help with Clem. You know how he is!" barked the vice-principal in a no-nonsense voice. I was confused. What help would she need f...
I had had my eyes on her for a long time. On the bus, in the supermarket, just walking down the street, my fantasies ran wild, as I watched her slender form and straight auburn hair. It wasn't as if she was the only woman who did it for me – oh, no, not by any means, but she fitted the profile – slim and sexy, with that hard-to-define carnal air that some wo...