Erotica

Clean Up

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Time for an aside on my stories again. I know, I know, you would all rather simply read about gorgeous people having gratuitous sex than me explaining some of what is going on. Sucks to be you. In the space of a few days I ended Cliff's Turn About series...well, by ended I mean pushed it to where I saw it going but it is still open for more potentially...then I wrote a few stories on the reformed hooker, Clair. Truth is Clair bored me as there was very little of me in there. I was delving into places that I really do not reside with that one, so I took it a different direction after only a few stories. Now we have Gray...short for Graham. An arrogant asshole who thinks a lot of himself. I am yet to decide if this is me mocking the [Read more...]

Gray’s Best Game Ever

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"You are gorgeous." Gray stared at himself in the mirror as he adjusted his red tie and resting it over his white shirt. Finally buttoning up his black vest and suit jacket, he did a quick spin and ended with a Fonzian thumbs up. "This won't be on long." He kissed his hand and blew it at the mirror. He wandered out of the washroom to the living room and turned the TV on. Channels flipped past until he found Hockey Night in Canada. "Oooohh...Habs are in town." The camera panned past players from the Toronto Maple Leafs and Montreal Canadiens as a female voice sang the Canadian national anthem. Gray sat on the white couch and propped his feet up on the coffee table. One ring from the phone and he had his mobile phone at his ear. "This [Read more...]

Gray’s Best Vacation Ever

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"Welcome to Sydney." The humidity hit Gray like a brick wall as he left the plane onto the walkway. He had his tiny backpack over one shoulder. His red parka was hung over his right arm. A black tee shirt showed off his muscles and he was certain the blonde milf behind him was checking out his tight blue jeaned ass. He had no luggage, and so walked straight out to customs. He handed his passport to the cute brunette customs agent. He enjoyed her impressed smile as he pretended not to notice. She scanned his passport. "Welcome to Australia. Skiing not good enough in Canada, sir?" "Sorry?" His eyes met hers and he quickly got the joke. "What's the purpose of your visit?" Sex, his brain wanted to answer. "Visiting a friend," his [Read more...]

Gray’s Best Date…Ever!!!

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"Babe! Another beer!" he yelled to the bartender. Barb watched him shovel roast beef into his mouth. She hesitated to interrupt him, but asked, "You live near here?" Gravy dripped from his dark bushy mustache. "Oh yeah, this is my regular hang out. I just walk out that door and stumble up to my apartment." "Oh, so really close." "That's what I just said. I live upstairs." He shook his head and pointed up. "Above the pub?" The couple sat at a black melamine bar in McFeisty's Pub and Grill. The room was darkly lit to mimic candlelight, and Kiss sang on the jukebox about being made for loving someone. The place had a few tables scattered behind them, with fewer patrons scattered amongst them. The bartender, and lone waitress, scurried [Read more...]

Clair’s Story: Fini

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The reporter scratched his head. "You answered a question I hadn't asked yet." Clair leaned forward and propped her head up on her fists, elbows on the desk. "What's that?" He gestured at the room again. "How you started this. Rather expensive endeavor, all things considered." Clair glanced up at the awards on the walls behind him. "The original idea, Georgie's idea, was a foundation to help women like me get off the streets. She figured that was Jack's intent all along and believed it was Jack that brought us together that night." "What about Jake?" A knock at the office door. Clair was surprised as they knew not to disturb. "Come?" The door cracked open. "Speak of the Devil. Jake, this gentleman was just asking about you." "Oh?" [Read more...]

Clair’s Story II

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"So he killed your pimp?" Clair nodded. Her red hair framed her tired eyes. "In one sense, he and Jake became your pimps after that," the reporter stated, glancing up from his notes. Clair shrugged. "Some have said that. In the truest definition, I suppose it is true." She picked up her coffee mug and took a long sip. "They were not in it to make money, though. Jack knew I enjoyed the sex and I was damned good at it. Still do and still am." Her eyes rolled. "But they had my best interests in mind and set a goal to get me out of the business." "You stay you still enjoy it. There are rumours that you have been seen dancing on occasion at a local strip club. Comment on that?" She suppressed a tight smile. "Old habits die hard." "Even at [Read more...]

She Who Hesitates…

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"Oh my God!" Her brunette hair was matted with sweat to her forehead as she quickened her pace. The rest of her hair bounced down her back. Her breath quickened and she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment. Even her toes started to tingle. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her down harder. "Holy fuck!" Her vision cleared with her memory... --- 25 years ago... "Amy?" The brunette looked up from her fries. "Hi, Paul." Paul had a round face under his blonde hair. He was a healthy size, not huge but his belly covered in a blue tee-shirt spilled over his jeans. "What are you doing?" Amy glanced around her. "Ummm...eating...and algebra." She nodded at the open text book beside her small paper bowl. "How's algebra?" "Father Tomms [Read more...]

Clair’s Story

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The doctor paused for a moment, his eyes moving from Jake to Clair.  His hand ran through his buzz cut brown hair.  "Unfortunately, his injuries were too extensive." Clair gasped and clung on to Jake to hold her up. "His heart stopped.  We tried to revive him, but..." Clair's head spun enough that she did not feel it smack off the floor. Around 18 years later... "Happy birthday." Clair grinned at the man across the desk from her.  "Thank you." The reporter looked down at his notes.  "Forty today, right?" "Yes.  My red hair is no longer nautral."  She sipped from a giant steaming coffee mug. An email on the computer screan beside her caught her eye for a second. "So, tell me about Jack and Jake." She nodded and thought for a moment [Read more...]