There was no hint at the start of Abbey’s evening that before her shift had ended she’d experience the fuck of her young life.Dennehy’s bar was its usual dingy self. Clientele the same rowdy bunch of jocks. Atmosphere noisy and on course for drunken mayhem by closing time.The music, however, was a cut above normal. “Who are these guys?” she asked Angelo, that evening’s head-barman.“The Devil’s Rejects,” he called above th...

“You really think we should be doing this?” Mallory wrung her hands visibly as she spoke the words. “Trust me, this guy’s okay,” Vanessa said to the younger girl. “And if he does try anything, I’ll mace out his eyeballs.” Vanessa wouldn’t have granted a ride to a long-haired drifter on a regular day, least of all with someone else in her charge, but she trusted her instincts and current circumstances demanded action. She...

Story so far: Hitch-hiking troubador Jared has been given a ride by sexy artist Vanessa and her young friend Mallory. When Jared hits on Vanessa she presents him with a challenge - seduce Mallory away from her loser college boyfriend and he can fuck Vanessa as well. Our boy bends the rules a little and it all leads to a motel bedroom lap-dance, with Mallory avidly watching... Vanessa swung her hips low, descending into a...

“Him?” Sasha asked slyly. “You like?” “He’s … He looks fun, that’s all.” Libby cast her eyes down. They’d been buying pick ’n’ mix when Libby spotted the guy collecting tokens at the roller coaster. He wore the regulation orange security jerkin over a leather waistcoat, both sleeveless (Libby’s mum would have urged him to wrap up that autumn evening) to reveal muscled arms. A pattern of jagged tattoos ran shoulder to elbo...

Story so far: Sweet-natured Libby has had her carnival crush Jared stolen from her by fair-weather friend Sasha. When the shameless carny starts to hit on her while still dating Sasha, Libby decides to teach them both a lesson - by dressing to kill at a Halloween costume party. But does she know exactly who she's dealing with in Jared? “Go on, you look fabulous in that. You know it,” the salesclerk at the costume shop sai...

The Devil’s Rejects were ten minutes into their set, before Sylvia Steele recognised her former student Jared. By that stage her second Black Russian was seeping its way through her bloodstream and her body was swaying rhythmically with the band. Her gaze had strolled over the lead guitarist’s tightly-muscled body several times before she made the connection. “Oh my god. That’s Jared Morgan!” “Who?” asked Gretchen, her fe...

High-school teacher Sylvia Steele is still reeling from her near-seduction by ex-student Jared Morgan. She's vowed not to return to his apartment so he can indulge his wicked teacher fantasy. But some temptations are just too damn hard to resist... Sylvia applied the finishing touches around six thirty on Monday evening. Gold stud earrings, a touch of mascara and pale-red lipstick. Her locks were twirled into a chignon an...

“So this band is called what?” Kareena wasn’t sure she’d heard right. “The Devil’s Rejects.” “And we’re going to hear them because they’re—what—the band most likely to make my mom have heart failure?” “And your dad too.” Lacey grinned. “That and the fact that they’re supposed to be shit-hot. It’s an all-round result.” The parking lot to the Brewhaus was studded with potholes and several of the neon letters had blinked out...

Sweet college-girl Kareena's night out to see rock band The Devil's Rejects takes an unexpected turn, when she accompanies lead guitarist Jared to the battered tour van. Seduced to semi-nudity, she reaches that crucial moment in the evening - when she must face the throbbing source of Jared's powers... Jared pushed her away from him and lay back, grinning and expectant. His hand brushed the button of his jeans-front. They...

Kareena was scrambling inside before he’d finished speaking. She made a grab for the phone, but he held it away from her and let it drop, bouncing across the seat. “Give it here!” she yelled, but he grappled her by the waist as she grabbed for it, the six-pack of beers tumbling to the cab’s floor. She ended up lying across him with her breasts bouncing as she struggled for the cell. His cock—she realised with a shock to h...

Tabitha Chesterfield stood motionless at the granite work-top, staring across the Cranleigh Manor lawn. It rolled half an acre to the treeline and looked magnificent in its lustrous green, or would have, had it not been for the massive pit currently being dug in its centre. The sculpted rockeries would look exquisite around the edges once the transformation was complete—she might even tend the bedding plants herself—but w...

She would have driven all the way into Philly for the hell of it, but the equivalent of about three tequila shots had made their way into her system, so she parked the Maserati on the outskirts of Furlong and made her way into town. Her mind was awhirl with conjecture. What the hell had just happened? She’d been talking to him, that was all—letting it all out because he was there, hot and vaguely sympathetic. Had she been...

Languidly, Tabitha walked through the downstairs hall, swaying her hips to maximize the swing of her well-formed ass. The cock-shaft around which her fingers were entwined was resolute in its hardness, primed for the penetration she needed. He might have grabbed her and fucked her against any surface in the house, over any piece of furniture, but he did not. This guy had restraint—he knew how to savour an erotic moment an...

Jared's scheme to rid trophy-wife Tabitha of her step-daughter's blackmailing influence is reaching its raunchy naked climax... At least Sorrel did not have to bend too far to access the head of the towering phallus, Tabitha thought. She stared in bizarre fascination as her step-daughter gobbled Jared into her mouth and guzzled busily on him, hamstrings stretched tautly and bum thrusting behind. Tabitha had never consider...

He awoke in a mass of crumpled bed sheets, groping for a sense of time and place. A moment’s glance around at the poster-strewn walls of the tiny room brought it back to him. 47th Street East, guy’s name is Eddie, that’s it. Hospitable type, friend of Jerry from the Mercury Lounge. Eddie had been only too glad to let him and Robbie crash out and had not even balked at the young drummer bringing along a girl. Hell, the guy...

Jared Morgan, blue-jeaned rock guiatarist and practised seducer, has committed himself to helping with an art project by old flame Vanessa and her friend Cherry. Having turned down multiple sexual opportunities en route, he wonders exactly what this 'project' will involve... Jared sensed another shared smile between himself and Vanessa, as he passed through the deserted lobby. Who else would be there and whether they woul...

Jared is naked, hard and ready to supply the goods for Cherry's art projext, with help from her co femme domme Vanessa and frisky sub Jaylee. As he's accompanied to the shower by Jaylee for a pre-modelling session rinse, he searches for a way to grab some, ANY advantage in a situation that is uncharacteristically out of his control... The bathroom was next to the kitchenette, one of three rooms off the main studio. It was...

Having been fed performance enhancing drugs, stripped, teased and spanked till he can't sit down, Jared is finally ready to model for Cherry's art project - with all three girls ready to help him out.  The redhead advanced on him as he stood there with a still-smarting ass, a broad, white plastic tube in her hand. The girls’ preparations were all fine-tuned, he had to admit. “Fit this around your cock. Get it in place.” V...

Jared has committed... and submitted to having his cock replicated for an art project, while being teased, tormented and spanked along the way. Now his reward is in view - but he can't enjoy it before allowing himself to be restrained... “No. No way.” Jared and Cherry stood panting, each into the other’s face. “You wanna feel hot wet cunt sliding all the way to the base of your poor sore cock, you wear these.” She let the...

Jared has completed his work on the project, been rewarded by each of the girls in turn and given the most spectacular release of his sexual career. But now it's just him and the woman who lured him there - Vanessa.  The redhead had thrown on her shirt and it clung about her courtesy of a single button beneath her breasts. She had brushed out her hair into voluminous waves and was holding the moulding tube. “Good job,” sh...

Jared has gone through considerable pains (and undeniable pleasures) to help produce Cherry's art - a detailed replica of... himself. But is its intended purpose the same as what he was told? Vanessa plumped up the pillows prior to Jared’s call. She wanted to be comfortable for this. GO ON, RED, SURPRISE ME, his text read. For the second time that month it appeared he was going to be punctual. Now there was a surprise for...