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The Beast from the East was not a Transylvanian wolf bounding from an otherwise deserted square rigger onto land, bringing Count Dracula to England under cover of a dark and stormy night. No, this Beast had been given its nickname by tabloid hacks desperate for a cheap headline that could…

I invited you over for dinner and thought we could just watch some movies. I had just got home from work and to my surprise you were waiting on me, said you were in the area and just figured you would stay in the area then to go back home.…

She went to the same seedy little dive, every month, on the third Sunday for the last 14 years. Any other day, she was in the real world, working 8 or more hours a day, going home to her empty house and doing the same monotonous thing day after day…

Hannah has been very lucky. Her parents purchased a house for her in a secluded neighborhood. At 20 she has had many boyfriends, and even a few lovers, but none that made her stop fantasizing about having an older man as a lover. Everything changed one evening, while she was…

Author’s note: This story is fictitious and is a product of the writer’s imagination. The characters and situations are strictly for the reader’s enjoyment and bare no resemblance to actual events or facts. * Twinges of fear crawl around behind Rikki Lovette’s breasts. She nervously drums her fingers on the…

Myles sat down nervously, looking at the short plump man on the other side of the desk. What was he letting himself in for? It was true he had read a lot about the porn industry, watched a lot of videos about it – watched a lot of porn videos!…

A couple of weeks ago I signed up for an adult education class that teaches the art of sensual massage. The class is a study into massage techniques guaranteed to provide pleasure for your partner. The first class was a lecture on the finer aspects of massage. Future classes promised…

For Holly * * * Author’s note: The characters and certain events referred to in this story are from the story The Blissfield. “Say, Hon, what’s up?” Holly asked as she came into the bedroom. David was sitting over on the bed, his legs stretched out under the covers, his…

Another in a series of stories written for my wife… * We attended one of those typical art openings, you were asked to assist and perform your usual magic for both the staff and clients. No wonder, you were your normal stunning self, dressed in a fitted black backless dress,…

The Affair: The Conclusion When Teri awoke the next morning, she could smell the heavy scent of coffee in the air. She didn’t have to look beside her to know that Bill had already gotten up. In spite of Bill being out late last night, he was an early riser…