"What is taking him so long?" she thought to herself. Renee poked at her food with her fork as she waited, and waited some more. Her date, Mark, whom she had been seeing for while was on a cell phone call. She was used to being on call herself. Renee's life as sports newscaster in Milwaukee was as pleasant as it was dull. She covered the local sports teams...
For those of you who have identified or found something interesting in my stories I appreciate the feed-back. For those of you who think I am a slut and my husband is a poor excuse of a man, and find our lifestyle unacceptable, please read no further, and don't bother to send your opinion since this is the last submission I will make. * The annual end-of-s...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Chapter 6: Binding the Teis "To our good friends," Stanley DeVille said, raising his glass high. "Betty and Aaron Tei, thank you so much for joining us tonight. I know it was short notice, but we just had all...
The last few weeks was a study in heaven and hell. Things were tense at the shop waiting for the other shoe to drop but I noticed that the group seems to have just plain abandoned the area—their space was for rent and the number on the flyer was disconnected. I had no clue of they had flown the coop or just gone further underground and were still in the ar...
First Weekend I sat in my office, trying to find the ending. The film was stuck, like its protagonist, in a state of limbo. Either it was the ending that we shot—four months ago, almost—or it was something I'd need to create, in the edit suite, there on my computer. Using an extension cord borrowed from my roommate Jose. Something that had yet had to exist....
Alicia wasn't sure what the status of her relationship with Peter was. She didn't want to break up with him and she didn't want him to break up with her, but she didn't know where they stood after he asked her to leave earlier. Did he dump her? Was she single now? Maybe if she were, she would feel less guilty about what was about to happen. If she were singl...
I heard some people say that they don't think that big people have sex lives, let alone satisfactory sex lives. Whoever said these things is lying. Don't ask them. Just ask me, Bartleby Davidson. I'm a big and tall black man ( six-foot-three and two hundred and fifty pounds) living in Buffalo, New York. I'm a police officer in the city and I've put in ten ye...
We have two sex shops in town, both chains, one smack in the high street and one down a side road. I have always wanted to see inside them, especially as one of them advertises all its films constantly in my newspaper and I do so love my porn. I never had the courage to go in, though, until one day I was just walking down the side road, no-one about and I t...
Author's note: I have always wanted to write a true revenge fantasy, where a man takes forceful action against a person that's wronged him. The civilized world, of course, frowns on such action, but there is an elemental part of everyone that often likes to see scores settled in such a decisive way. I think I have found a vehicle for my little revenge fanta...
Chapter Seven: I've been taken, Made into a Maid, Turned out as a Slut. Two days have passed by, it's Thursday morning. Today Master Gage and Master Martin are to arrive by 10:00am. I awake by 8:00am and my stomach is turning. I get up sit on the edge of my bed wearing my sleeping lingerie today it's a white satin full slip, white lace bra and satiny panty....