I am the ghost of another woman’s life, an interloper, a study in contradictions. Anonymity comes for all of us. We reach a certain age and go unnoticed. This is my act of rebellion. My attire is stylish and not ostentatious; the contrast is stark with th...
I first met Ryan during our junior year of college. We had been introduced by mutual friends. Ryan was a nice-looking guy and very well-mannered. I could tell right off that he had been raised with some class. Most of the guys I had dated up until then we...
Shawn and Nicky were actually a part of a larger group of swingers that frequently got together. Sometimes it was just a few couples, other times it could turn into an all-out orgy of twenty people or more. It just depended on who could make it. One of th...
There is no better way to spend Halloween than sitting round a camp-fire deep in the woods, drinking home-made hooch and telling scary stories, legends of dark deeds and ghostly ghouls. It was something that started with his grandparents when George was...
Nymphomaniac and slut were the names I was repeatedly called a few years ago. I earned these licentious names because of my unquenchable hunger for sexual pleasure and gratification. One of my lovers regularly organized orgies, to cater to my steamily i...
Blood. It is all I have ever known. From the moment I was brought into this world, shrouded in it, to present. I carry sword and shield in hand, leading my army to battle, feeling the blood of the enemy spray onto my face, covering my body with crimson ra...
Angelos City, Angelorian continent, Seraphia; 3432: Davariel watched his best friend, Kabiel, spread his black wings and take to the lavender and pink streaked heavens. The sun was dipping into a golden ocean, its rays stabbing slashes of light in a breat...
