There is a private lake up north of where I live, set back in the hill country that I had heard stories about and always dreamed of fishing. Today was my chance and I was taking it. An old friend had built a place on the lake and I had ran into him at the local cafe. He was in town on business and was eating lunch. To make a longer story short, I asked abou...
I suppose I should have seen this coming... I mean, it had all the great makings of a porno movie, and I do tend to get um... erotically charged by odd things and those you wouldn't normally expect... But, alas, I didn't see it coming. I had just moved into my new house – a lovely 4 bed, 2 bath detached house with front and rear gardens, conservatory and se...
People call me BC. Big Cat. A nickname I've had since I was a boy. However, during my years at art college I was known as 'Fluffer'. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer's tales. # I lived in a house by the sea, almost on the beach, with this other guy called Richard from my course. He was, in fact, an actual dick, and I looked forward to him movin...
I'd been so grateful when my foster parents took me in all those years ago. I was thirteen years old and had lived in the orphanage since I was six. My father ran away when I was very young; I have only faint memories of him. When my mother was killed in the auto accident, she had no other living relatives. The authorities tried to track my father down but n...
Author's Note: Originally, Kiss of the Vampyre was going to be the pilot for an erotic novel based around the exploits of Elly and her Netherworld friends, however with a huge range of erotic vampire literature already on the market I abandoned the project for something more original. However, Kiss of the Vampyre has been so well loved over the years that...
18. Kira's tribulations. Ben woke with a foreboding feeling, something seemed off and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Chloe was still blissfully asleep next to him, chained to the bed but he had this uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He got up and checked the other bedroom where James was still happily snoring away. He came back into his roo...
(Author's note: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, and/or things is coincidental.) * Tim's late return that night prevented him from finishing the conquest he had started in the kitchen hours before, and his short sleep and early departure the next morning made it necessary to wait until the next evening to take the edge of...
Chapter 8 — "...can you picnic?" April 1974 Jim was up early the next day. It was six o'clock on that Sunday morning. He was the first in the house to shower and get dressed. His dirty clothes that he brought home were still in the laundry. His mother was planning on doing them later that day. Jim was hoping that his activity would wake the rest of the ho...
Note: sorry that it took me a while but I had to really think about the direction I wanted the story to take. I've had so many supporting emails and am so glad that you've taken Danny and Ellen into your hearts. Enjoy. All rights reserved. * The next two weeks brought even more joy to both Danny and Ellen. Between the games, school work and activities the...
Victor ambled unnoticed through the throng—a nondescript outsider in a world of color. Couples smiled and held their candy apple stained hands together, ignoring their surroundings. Ride-crazy children scampered from amusement to amusement with laughter bubbling between the screams from the daring attractions. Billowy smoke from the barbecue pits fogged the...