For the past ten years I've been "the closer" for our firm—the person who travels to the client to make the final pitch for the big contract. If you'd asked me when I was 18 or even 25 whether sales was something I would be good at, I would have just laughed. When I was in college my friends dubbed me "the lurker" because I preferred to stay on the fringes o...
Two female security guards hovered over me. They reminded me of amazons. Each of them was at least six feet tall and had a lean, yet athletic look about them. I was only five foot, nine and one-hundred and twenty pounds. They made me seem small and ineffectual by comparison. Each of them had an iron grip on my arm and refused to let go as they led me down...
A shout out to Scooter for the edits, literally! And thanks for the votes and comments, everyone! I hope you are liking where the story is going! ------------------- CHAPTER NINETEEN We pulled into the parking lot of my apartment building, and I was out of the car before it was even stopped. I had only reached the bottom stair when He grabbed me, twirl...
Detective Bradley had seen plenty of bodies during his twenty year career, but the sight of this one still sickened him. He struggled to think of the still warm and bleeding carcass that was laying in the parking lot behind the M & M Lounge in down town Gresham as just an anonymous, adult, caucasian male. Detective Bradley hadn't needed to check the wallet t...
Eighteen fifty seven had not been a good year for Missus Amanda Williams. In February, her husband Samuel had left her. Not just left her for another woman, but of all people, an actress of twenty something. Whilst losing her husband was hard to take, for a woman rapidly approaching forty, the fact that he opted for a young thing was devastating to her....
The Early Season "The new boat comes today" M. Fulbright Penopskott commented to Dawn as he squirmed on the bed. Dawn nodded, and continued her trail of flicks against M.Fulbright's suffering shaft. Dawn leaned closer, staring intently under her platinum blonde bangs, as her pink nails painted to match her tube top poked and stroked M. Fulbright's purplis...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along. Thank you. ***** Once on the seat I slid downward, managing to lay my head on his leg as he got into the driver's seat. Even though it was a short drive I managed...
Not long after the events described in Winning the Golden Ticket, I came across an online dating profile that stated the following: **** USERNAME: GangBanger1950 ABOUT ME: I'm looking to arrange a gangbang at a motel. Minimum 10 guys. I want you to fuck every hole I have, especially my arse. I want to suck your cocks and for you to come all over me and r...
Chapter Three - Blue Star Walter Middleton had just released himself into a Pretty Polly stocking and the garment hung pathetically from his still engorged penis. A gobbet of thick creamy semen had burst through the sheer fabric of the stocking when he ejaculated and threatened to spatter on the workshop's concrete floor. Walter took the panties away from...
Brandon was lying on the couch, trying desperately to nap. He hadn't slept well last night, not at all well. First, he tossed and turned, next thing he knew, Bliss had snuck into his room and insisted he give her a quickie. No sooner had the petite blonde finished screwing him silly, then came Julee and she insisted on equal time. He thanked God they hadn't...