When I got out of school I became a stockbroker. But I have a rough side, having played middle linebacker for championship football teams in high school and college, and I was completely unsatisfied. So what did I do? I became a bounty hunter. And I got good at it real fast, and made a ton of money in just two years. But I think my early success got to my he...
As happens at some point in time to almost all good authors, Roz was experiencing "writer's block." She had published a number of erotic tales in years past, ranging from poems, to short stories, to three novels. However, the last year she was having real difficulty improvising the type of genitals-stimulating sagas that had made her famous. Well, at least m...
Let me tell you of a time, not so long ago from now actually but this isn’t of a time that history will teach you nor would you read about it in books. No, this is a time of swordfights and dragons, of dark magic and fairies, Orcs, Giants and Heroes of love and betrayal, of knights, tricksters and Lords oh and of course dust. But I’m getting ahead of myself...
"How did you know?" I murmur beneath your ear. "This week's really taken a toll. How could you tell that I needed to get away for a while?" You smile. "Don't I always know? I can see it in your eyes...the set of your mouth. How could I ever miss it?" Gently I nuzzle the hollows of your throat, grateful that you're here, and that you understand me so well....
Serena was the first to wake up. Everything was still and peaceful. She looked over and saw Eric laying flat on his back. He was snoring quietly and she couldn't help but smile. She blinked and looked at the view. It was such a marvelous sight. The campsite was surrounded by water on three sides. One side showed a rock face with trees along the top. One side...
It was a canoe trip down the Vermillion River in beautiful northern Minnesota that unfairly ruined my reputation as a skilled outdoorsman. A buddy and I had paddled north from Vermillion Lake to Crane Lake on the Minnesota-Canadian border. Four days of awesome scenery, wildlife and some great fishing had combined to make for a great late summer outing. Dur...
Wasted Bras and Wasted Thongs: Throbbing in the Christmas Hot Tub by Buck Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners With a Whip Detective Lisa Anderson had been headed home, her mind on two weeks of Christmas leave, when the radio in her unmarked car crackled with the news. Her sleek, supple body rippled with tension at the prospect of a new crime on the verge of h...
She pushed open the glass doors that led into the sauna, immediately feeling the steamy heat. The warm misty air made it difficult to see clearly but she could see enough to know that she was alone. The smell of eucalyptus was strong, and brought memories of Melbourne after rain. She moved to one of the benches and undid her robe and lay down. She was wear...
Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight Errant, awoke with a moan. Sunlight streamed in through the window and lit up the room wonderfully. He blinked back sleep from his eyes and scratched his hair. "Morning, Sir Knight," said a voice next to him, and he rolled to his side to see that Melinda had clearly stayed the night. She was still naked and his magic cock throbb...
Once upon a time, far, far away there was a land called, Farfarawayland. Farfarawayland was ruled by the good and benevolent King Rudolph with advice from his faithful servant, Bigkok, the Royal Wizard. The King had a daughter, Princess Elana, who was the most beautiful girl in the Kingdom. Her skin was like alabaster, her full lips like ripe cherries and ti...