Clyde Van Nuesen couldn't believe the interesting turn of events. It had been a few weeks since he'd seen Martha and her friend at the hotel and now here he was attending a dinner party at Martin Cook's home and watching the beguiling Martha and the buxom beauty Saundra Cook in the same room together! That day at the hotel had created an enticing perspective...
I have been in this city for just over one month, but I have not yet met Alexandra, my mother. I have made a mistake and revealed myself to her maid, Odette. So I have left the tavern and taken untidy and cheap rooms down by the lake. I keep to myself, but I do not know what to do about my mother, for I have discovered that she is a powerful woman in this c...
The air clung to me, thick with humidity. One of those oppressive Parisian days, hot, sticky and uncomfortable. Not a great day to go shopping, but a girl has to keep in practice. I've lived in Paris for about a year. What a shopaholic's paradise. Someone with my addiction to spending money doesn't take long to find her way around. Rue du Bac has the exciti...
"Hello," I answered my cell phone, pressing it between my cheek and shoulder as a familiar voice greeted me on the other line. "Jelly Bean!" I let a small smile slip as I continued to stir my coffee. Hearing my dad use his silly nickname for me (even as I was quickly approaching twenty one in a few weeks) always made me chuckle. "Hi dad, what's going on?...
This is a continuing Weis Kreuz fanfic.-- It involves m/m pairings and BDSM and fetishes. If any of these offend you-- you should probably read something else. ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ Wrapped in a straitjacket, Farfarello sat hunched in a corner of the room he shared with Ken. It was sparsely furnished with a king-size bed, a large armoire, a closet and a coupl...
Maybe it was the shock of seeing myself in the state that I was in - or wasn't - or not seeing myself - that caused me to pass out again, I don't know, but the next time I awoke it was with a feeling of impending doom. The hours immediately subsequent to the explosion in the laboratory where I worked were extremely confusing. Dust floated thickly in the st...
What started out to be a quick drink at the end of a long day, turned out to be one of the most erotic events of my life. To this day, the reflection of that evenings events, still quicken my breath and moisten my panties. They say the fastest way to find something is "to quit looking for it". I now have proof that it is true. It had always been a fantasy...
Chapter 03 – Afterglow We had become accidental lovers. Only when some fateful turn in the road made it easy for us to crawl into each other's arms did we do it. On those fateful occasions, our lovemaking was rich, inventive and wonderful. I may sound silly to you, but I formed the habit of dressing as if today would be that day. No longer did tattered an...
Chapter 1: Taking The Strain Paul Davis was lucky. He had the looks, he had the body and he had the talent. Six foot tall and built like the proverbial brick-shithouse he was the perfect centre forward. Quick, strong and with silky skills that would make David Beckham look ordinary, Paul was a regular scorer…both on and off the field. Things were looking g...
Led blindfolded and quivering into an unknown chamber of her host's mansion, Savannah began to have second thoughts (and third and fourth). What did she really know about this man? Except that he was enormously rich, handsome, and that they had shared one night of mind-blowing sex? It had been the next morning, her body pleasantly sated and feeling quite mel...