[This is chapter one of six chapters of a completed work, which will post by the middle of May, 2020.] Johann heard her, singing in a low, sultry tone, as she moved to the shower house behind the lean-to he slept in. Christina wasn't exactly being quiet, but Johann was sure he knew that getting his attention was her intent. She had been doing whatever she c...
Chapter 1: Tabula Rasa Shock works that way. A person runs on automatic. I read that once. Like an old movie projection camera rolling in slow motion. Click, click, click. The film sticks. Celluloid melts. My fate-- part of the mangled frames. I never believed in fate until now. "Wes, you make your fate," my father used to say. Tabula rasa. Blank sla...
Proper summary cuz the character limit on here is just a tad stifling: Roy Winters is the cashier of Miss Ivy's Botany and has a thing for some of Miss Ivy's regulars. When one of them catches him staring, Roy gets exactly what he's been wanting for awhile. It was early morning in the downtown area of Silverstream where an unassuming plant shop sat just off...
I was born in the USA but had never knowingly lived there. I was the only son of a British diplomat and I was born during his posting to Washington. By the time I was two we were off to another posting in another country. At the age of 8, I was sent off to an all boy, boarding school in England, but every holiday I would go to my parents in whatever country...
Eric was riding very fast hoping no one would notice what he was wearing for a racing jersey. His jersey though colorful, was actually lingerie so light it breathed well and was virtually transparent. He did not plan on stopping so nobody could see he was practically naked. At least while he was in the riding position you could not see his cock and balls. He...
David had broken his black-stoned medallion that Charlie had given him. He always wore it, and he had taken it off to clean it and had dropped it. A little metal thing had broken apart and the stone wouldn't stay. Fortunately, one of the administrative assistants in his department told him about a place and a guy who could repair it. "There's this eclectic...
Hank's was a hole-in-the-wall barber shop, squeezed in between two larger buildings. A large old-fashioned barber pole adorned the outside of the single-level, painted brick structure. According to the sign on the glass door, the business was open nine to five. I was just in time. I pulled the door open and a buzzer chimed, alerting the proprietor that some...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this for my friend Gary and post it with his permission. All comments and criticism welcome. * I'm just stepping out of the shower as I hear the phone ring. Naked and dripping, I answer to find your familiar voice on the other end. It seems that you've got a car that must be finished for a customer, who will be by to pick it up in 3...
Cruising for porn at three in the morning inside a downtown sex shop wasn't something I'd normally do, but one weekend there I was looking through a selection of x-rated videos. It started raining that night walking home from a bar, so I took shelter inside the shop to escape getting wet. There were an assortment of sex toys, racks of porn, and an array of...
I left the video shop exhilarated from the cock sucking experience. And so aroused that it felt like my entire body was a cock about to spurt forth in a huge gushing fountainous explosion of cum. And of course I had the cum available, both my own in copious abundance and that of my recent companion. I went home and enjoyed a torrid love making session with m...