It stood opposite him, across a stone table with a dip in the center where a scene had been conjured in some sort of silver liquid. Two monks were traveling along the road together, one older, grizzled... a veteran of many years. The other was younger, just eighteen winters with a soft creamy complexion and light brown curly hair. He waved his hand over the pool of silver liquid and the image focused on the boy.
Well you never would have thought, Irvine Linaker thought, staring at the innocuous redbrick building. He paid the taxi driver, waited until the man drove off and then walked up to the corner entrance.This was a nice neighbourhood. Further down the street he saw people, mainly old blood socialites, queuing up outside the Colonial Theatre. Looking the other way he saw the respectable stone façade of the Downington Hotel.Linaker walked up a short flight of stone stairs and pressed a buzzer. A weather-beaten gargoyle looked down on him with a disapproving gaze."K.T. Exotics, how may I help you?" a voice crackled back at him, the sultry tones still clear despite the distortio
The girl's lips spread wide in a smile and she kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I'm sorry honey. I'm already booked. Maybe next time.""You could always pop by and join us later once you're finished," Linaker smiled, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "I can make it worth your while.""I think you'll be kept more than occupied as it is," the blonde laughed. She blew him a kiss before leaving him alone in the room.More than occupied, Linaker thought as he unbuttoned his shirt. What did she mean by that? Two girls? Three girls? Or maybe one little firecracker to really get his rocks off?Linaker was impressed. He'd heard Koontz had a reputation for greasing palms, but this club was something else. The room, especially the bed, looked extremely opulent. The girls he'd seen so far had all been stunningly beautiful. Koontz sure
And the covering. What kind of material was it? It stretched to cover her skin so perfectly it looked like she'd been painted with a thin sheen of black oil.How did it wrap around her arms like that?Best not to think about it, Linaker thought. Why spoil the magic. He smiled with delight as the swellings of her breasts came into view. The rubber stretched tightly over them and Linaker could see the points of her erect nipples pushing out against the material."That's some entrance," he said.The girl's full lips twisted up in a smile.Linaker couldn't get over how skin-tight her rubber costume was. It had to be a costume, he realised. There must have been a trick to how the bed opened up; deceiving his eyes into thinking she was pushing through the surface. Her costume clung so tightly to her body it actually loo
"Do I look like a monster?" the girl said. She leant over him and pushed her large breasts together."Do I feel like a monster?" Her breasts pulsed and gentle contractions spread through her amorphous body. It was like she was inhaling his cock, pulling it deeper inside her as her flesh teased and squeezed it.It did feel good.The bed gently undulated beneath him. Not solid or liquid, but somewhere in between. Linaker was frightened, but some of that fear drained from him as the relaxing motions of the bed massaged his back and shoulders.Really nice.She sighed and her breasts pushed out again as she pulled his cock even deeper into her softening body.
"And now, for your pleasure and entertainment alone, I give you the Angel of Temptation that will have your hormones running helplessly wild. She's our club's main attraction and, undoubtedly, one of the most tantalizing women upon the face of the Earth! Hold your breaths before she takes them away, and try to keep your legs still even though you're bound to fail because when she dances, everything bows to Hannabelle's will!" announced The Red Rose's proprietor with the rough voice of one who had had too many drinks already.The stage was lit from all directions with tints of blue and she practically tore the curtains down upon making her entrance, wearing a stretch velvet mini-dress and lace-up coat, c
Aithusa had received a phone call from the assistant at the doctor's. "Another one. Tonight." She was given the address.***Death stared me in the face. The doctors had checked my blood yesterday and my genetic condition had drastically worsened."You'll be lucky to live 48 more hours."That was 38 hours ago. The test had been performed at 8 a.m. and the doctor had brought me the results 30 minutes later.I lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I was only 20 years old. But the doctors had told me most people with my condition didn't make it to their teenage years. I supposed I was lucky.I didn't feel that way, though. And the worst part wou
The sun was setting on what had been a gorgeous day. Beginning with the boat ride to the private island, to lying in the warm sun and feeling the gentle breeze, right up to and including this sunset picnic dinner on the beach, the day had been nearly perfect. She'd never expected her first date with the man sitting on the blanket next to her would be like this. But she'd enjoyed every minute of it and wasn't nearly ready for it to end.The day began with a leisurely boat ride across the beautiful, clear blue water. She hadn't known he could pilot a boat, much less that he owned one. By far, discovering these new facts about him would not be her only surprise on this day. Arriving at a deserted island wa
It wasn't the sun that warmed her. Rather, the sight of him peeling off his clothing to sunbathe. Oh, boy, she thought. If just THIS got her all hot and bothered, what would it be like to actually touch and kiss him, she wondered."Yes, I could stand to tack on a few more miles. Maybe you'll take a run along the beach with me later," she stated. "It's a great calorie burner."Looking at her as she unbuttoned and removed her shorts and then lifted her t-shirt over her head, he had much better ideas of how to burn calories with this woman! The new, smaller-sized one-piece bathing suit she wore was perfectly cut for the new, smaller-sized woman she was becoming. It covered just enough of her to be modest, but it made any red-blooded man think...wonder...beg to know what was underneath it. And he was all man. He was thinking...wondering...and before the da