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Moving On Part 2 of 3

The insanity of lust and love continues as a visitor tells her story.

After dinner, I tried to watch TV, but I couldn't concentrate on the show. I tried to check my work email, but the words didn't seem to matter much. Money was tight, so I mixed myself a weak whiskey and coke, and sat and stared out the window. As I returned to my window seat with a second drink, I saw a woman standing on the sidewalk looking at my building. Her face was in shadows from...Read On

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The defiling of a Gorgon 1/2

The Adventurers endeavor lead them to a disastrous, arousing meeting with a Gorgon.

Blood and bloody mission. He forced her head down to the ground as the snakes in her head flayed around, leaving oily traces down his legs. Unlike in the mythology, this serpentine haired creature had no special particularity. If you ignored the oily toothless snakes attached to its head, of course. "Hold her down you dimwit!" What wouldn't he give for a pair of ropes right now. "Use...Read On

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Moving On Part 1 of 3

Just how crazy do you have to be to believe in lust and love?

I'd like to think that I own a reliable car. Sure, it's more than ten years old, and it does have more than one hundred and fifty thousand miles on it, but it always starts and it doesn't burn oil. I was surprised as hell when it suddenly just quit running for no reason. I was driving along on a back country road, and it just quit. I saw a good place to pull off the road, so I let it coast for...Read On

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The Last Bookshop

What is it about this Victorian book that makes Harry do such uncharacteristic things?

The must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses.  It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach.  Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook.  Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago. The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries.  Once a chapel, this...Read On

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A Jessie McClintock Story - GHOST

A sexy detective helps people who have experienced erotic supernatural events

      Melissa hurried down the street hunched against the rain.  Her wispy blonde hair matted down to a dull brown in the downpour.  The coat she held carelessly against the aggressive storm molded to her slight frame.  Yet it wasn’t the weather she was trying to avoid.  It was the stares.  The inescapable feeling that everyone knew.  Knew what had happened to her.  Knew she had changed. ...Read On

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The Devil In Me

Part One - Regrets and Rememberance

Water ran down her body, mixed with soapy bubbles into the basin below. In the next room, a man lay with the sheets partly covering him, his upper torso glistened with sweat as he slept. The woman massaged the shower gel into her skin to remove the smell of indiscretion. She didn’t shed a tear for what she had done, for there was no remorse to be had. The man stirred at the sound of his...Read On

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The Moaning Ghost

I woke up to find a ghostly woman masturbating before me

I awoke with a start when I realized I wasn't alone. The ghost was across the room from me, laying on the bed. I don't know what surprised me most -- that I had finally seen a ghost after so many months of searching, or that it appeared to be masturbating. It was nearly 3 am on the last night our group had permission to investigate the haunting at this old hotel. There were twenty...Read On

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The séance of seduction

Seduced by a Queen from the fifteenth century as being channeled by a housewife.

I walked into a small meditation room that was draped in soft pastels, flute music droned from an invisible speaker nearby. As I expected, a small indoor water fountain was plugged into a nearby socket and spewed recycled liquid tranquility. I was about to meet the great spirit Marguerite, a long dead, fifteenth century Queen as channeled via a forty-something housewife turned psychic,...Read On

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One Night, One Soul.

One night with three women changes a man's life forever.

Friday Morning The heat was almost unbearable but that’s why I had come to Ibiza. I had left rainy London behind and with nothing more than my three piece suit I had taken a taxi to the airport and bought a last minute ticket to the island. While waiting for my flight to board I went online and booked a hotel room, I am a kind of last minute guy, I suppose. The flight was uneventful and I...Read On

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My Lover Of The Night

... to sleep, perchance to dream ~ Hamlet, by William Shakespeare

When I was in my late teens, he visited me in my sleep, often. The very first time was the night I turned sixteen years of age. I've always thought that he was my birthday present from the universe, celebrating my emergence into womanhood. I felt like I had known him all my life. I became familiar with all his physical attributes and his presence in the air every time he came to visit at...Read On

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A Problem in Russel Hall, part 2

Heather has an idea about how I can stop Kayla, but I don't think I like it very much.

I went to bed early that night, at perhaps 10:00. I was just too tired to stay up any later. But, just like last time, sometime in the middle of the night, the door creaked open. My covers were lifted off while I was still mostly asleep. Then I felt hands on my boxers, tugging them down. I forced my eyes open. “No,” I said. Kayla was already kneeling between my legs, lowering her mouth to...Read On

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A Problem in Russel Hall, part 1

There's something strange about Kayla. Besides sucking me off in the middle of the night, that is.

It was 4:22 in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep.  I knew it had been a mistake to do a Thirsty Thursday the day before a test.  Ricky, down the hall, had brought in some friends from home, the chemistry boys had played flip cups, and of course I’d done shots with everyone else.  Ricky’s friend from high school, Kayla, had been super-hot, with a super-curvy body and long, wavy brown hair,...Read On

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Collateral Damage

Rancher girl meets an ally

It is the end of a very long day of a very long week. Seems every other call and visit involves an intense flu virus that’s sweeping through our county like an invading army. Few escape untouched. Susan walks in for the last appointment of the day looking like one of the recent victims. Classic symptoms, a story heard a couple dozen times today. After listening to her symptoms, a simple...Read On

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SheWolf

The beast will never disappear from within no matter the beauty on the outside.

Luna The lower branches and undergrowth slapped into my chest as I ran through the dense forest. A fog was creeping up from the ground which would help me escape my followers. I stopped for a second and sniffed the cool air and licked my mouth. I could still taste the blood and as I began running again I remembered the sweet tasting flesh of my victim. Then I heard the sound I most...Read On

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A tale in Marrakech

When the desert sun sets, mysterious snakes slither through the souk...

Work is over and people by the thousand pour out onto the square; grains of sand flowing into the beating heart of Marrakech. They play mad music. A beat of drums, of wooden soles and friendly arguments. A chant of crooked bartering, of laughter and motorcycle exhausts. A million stars burn into your eyes. Blinking neons held in absurd contraptions, candles suspended in red glass, tall...Read On

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Waiting for Sunset

The fun begins when the sun goes down

Sunset. The sky is on fire with gold, pink and red as the sun begins it’s decent into sea. The air is warm as I watch from the balcony, sea-birds dance in the last rays of the day and I can just make out lovers spread out over the beach as they watch the daily spectacle. I’m impatient, willing for the sun to be gone and for the last rays of the day to disappear so that she can join me. I...Read On

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The Mambo's Tale

A young widow gets more than she expects when she invokes the spirit of Mardi Gras

It ended, as so many things do, with pain, and with anger, and with recriminations that left more questions than answers in their wake.  It ended with the feral scent of blood; sweet and high.   It ended badly; with sirens caterwauling off nearby tenement buildings, with curious onlookers, with too much gossip and not enough truth.  And as dawn broke over a city facing its third thunderstorm...Read On

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Succubus 3

She finds three more to sake her thirst

Tera stood back. She didn’t really have a name - not one that humans could pronounce anyway. So she adopted names wherever she went. She usually chose the names of the girls of easy virtue, the harlots, the sluts, the ladies of the night, the porn stars - call them what you will. She felt that they were kindred spirits. After all she was the perennial harlot, the eternal slut, the...Read On

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Piano Lessons And Monster Tales

Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.

The young Isabeau clenched her jaw and struck the ivory keys of the piano with her fists four times in quick succession. “Arpeggios, arpeggios, arpeggios! I despise arpeggios!” she screamed out in anger and frustration. Isabeau stood from her piano bench and stomped her way to the open window that looked out over the impeccably maintained garden of the mansion’s grounds. She stood in...Read On

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Succubus 2

She drains yet another victim

Norm kissed her tits for the eleventh time. He just couldn’t get enough of her. He had last made love to her a year ago, but here she was, back in the flesh. The year in between he had lost all interest in girls. It was almost as if they were meant to happen. Or so he thought. She was different this time round. The color of her eyes was no longer sea blue. It had a little green mixed in...Read On

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Succubus

A succubus lusts after demon sex

She was like the cheerleader who gang bangs the entire football team. Only she was never going to be exhausted at the end of her debauchery. This was the one and the only reason she existed. She drew her strength from their semen. Every man who landed his load on her, and grinned, thinking how messy he had made her, had given her additional years to further her sticky existence. Every last...Read On

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He Cried Wolf: CH3-Freak of Nature

A year has passed, and Tristan has spiraled into destruction...

Fucked up, drugged up, freak of nature… Tristan scribbled on his notepad and gulped down the rest of his Scotch. It was New Year’s Eve, and the lone wolf had not gone out to celebrate. A year had passed since he last saw Cassius or anyone else who had been part of his pack. It was twelve months of isolation, excessive binges on Bane, and dangerous orgies with vampires. Tristan had...Read On

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One With Nature

The term "Tree hugger" that's a step forward.

There once was a girl name Lauren, she cared for all the plants and animals. She couldn't bring herself to think of the animals being trapped in cages, tortured, then slaughtered without knowing the joys of life.  This is why she made the decision to become vegan. One day Lauren was sitting in her garden tending to her friend the garlic. She had grown all of her plants from seeds, therefore...Read On

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Reunion In Madrid

Fate ordained they would meet again

Bella sat expectantly astride one of the iron roof trusses high up in the roof of Madrid's Atocha rail terminus. Far below, passengers were filing off the sleeper train which had just arrived from Paris. She scanned the tiny figures in search of Professor Maurice Kershaw and his wife Ursula. Bella knew they were on this train, as she had spotted their names on the passenger manifest in the...Read On

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It Lurks in the Darkness

She froze in her steps as she distinctly began to hear the ragged intake of breaths in and out...

Natalie walked down the wooded path to the library at least three times a week. Her heavy class load this semester had increased her study hours and her dorm mate was less than considerate of the study load that Natalie had, which had her spending many hours at the library. Natalie was never bothered as she walked the wooded path to the library until that fall, when the clocks were set back...Read On

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Melissa’s Dreams

Melissa comes to terms with her recurring nightmares.

Melissa found her svelte body being pushed into the bed. Her legs curved outwards and tucked up beneath her; her bum partly projecting over the end of the bed. A large hand pressed down onto the base of her spine, pinning her in place. A cock, the largest cock she had ever felt, fucked her relentlessly. Every penetrating thrust resulted in Melissa exhaling into the damp bedclothes; her...Read On

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Beasts

A little thought on mating of our favorite undead race.

Vampires are not fertile. Vampire female cannot bear a child and similarly, vampire male cannot conceive a child. Dead flesh is not able to produce life. But that doesn't mean that they cannot indulge themselves in pleasures of the body. What I have in mind is not mating between vampire noble and human girl, so very popular. Typically, vampires do not mate with humans for other purposes than...Read On

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Immortal Desires

Andreas' new lover leads a dangerous existance

I sat at the bar and waited for Katja to pour my usual Black Russian. After presenting the drink, she produced a business card and laid it on the bar. I raised my eyebrows at the attractive young lady. "Came in here earlier, looking for you.” My brisk nod of acknowledgment encouraged her. “Told him you usually arrive around midnight… if you come,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. I...Read On

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Sherry's Magical Christmas

It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve and Sherry was slumped in a chair in the sitting room of her small cottage, lit only by the embers of the dying fire. She was feeling totally out of sorts, facing a Christmas Day on her own once again, which wasn't at all what she had planned. ooOoo Sherry was a secondary school teacher specialising in Natural History at a large comprehensive school in...Read On

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Psychosomatic- Part Two: Let Me In

Even the purest of hearts cannot resist the allure of the dark...

My friends had no idea what it was like to live with someone who appeared to have dissociative identity disorder. Sure, they had seen Kai’s stone cold moments, but Sarah and Bonnie had never seen his manic episodes. They had no idea just how mentally unstable he could be at times. Yesterday was the first time I was actually scared of him. That argument we’d had in the morning… the way his...Read On