Category: Erotic Horror

Another one dead, and papers had given the murderer a name, but no one was using it yet. The police still called him “The Whitechapel killer,” and the people on the streets called him just “the killer.” Nothing more was needed.

I’m Ray and I work for the local Sheriff’s Department in our small community. We usually don’t have a lot of trouble here other than the drunks, family squabbles and accidents. Every now and then something big happens. This is one of those stories. It all began in October of 1971.

The harsh blare of a siren woke the residents of Lover’s Lane up. It was early in the morning the day after Halloween, and in a nearby alley between Mini Bowl and Lou’s Package Store, the battered body of Lois Laynes lay sprawled on the pavement. She had been murdered in cold blood overnight, and her partially clad body was […]

Sam took Danny’s warm half-empty beer and swapped it for the cold one she’d put back in the fridge earlier. She placed the cold beer next to the small plate of uneaten purple berries on his tray. She pulled the Tupperware cap off and dropped it next to his beer. She sat on the couch close to her husband’s chair, […]

Paul was impressed when he walked into the party. His friend Dave had went all out. The house was totally devoid of electric lights and was only illuminated by various glow-sticks placed around the rooms. Dave loved Halloween and outdid himself every year. The entire house was decorated with spider webs; medieval props and other items that made it feel […]

Her name, is Natasha, she runs a small costume store on the outskirts of Nashville. She looked to be about fifty years old, and it was a known fact around this part of the country that no man has been able to “tame” her. Her long red hair and a full figured body was alluring and the envy of many […]

Garrett could feel the unset of the rather bad headache that he got from studying too long. Looking up he could see why, it was nearly 9pm, he’d been at this paper since noon without a break. He leaned back in his chair, running his hands through his hair. He though he’d made decent progress but this wasn’t a short […]

Morning came as it usually does and the sun was playing hide and seek behind the clouds. The birds were chirping and the breeze was blowing. Just a normal Saturday morning in the town. Out in the country, it was anything but normal. There was a storm the night before and it had flooded the old county cemetery. A car […]

An oral history. A cautionary tale shared around a village campfire late at night. As rendered by a white-haired old man in the midst of young, black-haired warriors who listen respectfully, even if not convinced of the veracity of the story… Why we don’t go over to that island. Anywhere except to THAT island…

It was the girl that caught his attention. Or rather, if he was totally honest with himself, it was her boobs that caught his attention. They were very large and emphasised by a plain white sweater that was about a size too small. The fabric was stretched taut by her firm curves. Her silky platinum-blonde hair was cut to her […]