On this particular Thursday, I walked into my driveway and glanced toward the mailboxes on the boulevard. Mine and the neighbor lady's happened to be next to each other. I unlocked the house door, then returned out and made way to the mailbox. I noticed the neighbor pulling in. She killed the car and stepped out, heading directly to the box. "Hey, neighbor...
As I assume is the case for most average heterosexual males, when I daydreamed of fucking some famous movie star or singer it was normally someone really buxom and beautiful, like Christian Hendricks, Salma Hayek, Beyoncé, or Denise Richards (or in their day Raquel Welch or Sophia Loren); or if I was not masturbating to thoughts of one of them then it was to...
Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue, and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you, shelter from the storm" Bob Dylan ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Michael James Henson, Mike to my friends. I'm six feet, three inches tall and weigh two hundred and t...
The scent of patchouli fills the air. The smoke from my hippie-girl incense floats through the flickering shadows cast by the dozen or so candles that fill my bedroom. Soft Seventies Soul plays on my speakers and I am splayed naked and oiled on my bed with the sheets strewn on the floor. As I tenderly stroke my dick. A generous coating of oil glistens...
Author's note: This is a story based on Glee. It takes place during the later seasons, when both the actresses and the characters in the story are over 18. ***** Rachel came back from her hourly bathroom break to find her leadership had been missed on the group project. Brittany was now on Santana's lap, and her tongue was in Santana's mouth. If she'd had...
Author's note: You guys have been waiting for this story for a while, so I hope you enjoy it. ********************************** I walked up to Elisha Cuthbert's doorstep with a bag in my hand, it was one of those gift bag things that you stick a present in because you can't be bothered to wrap it. I was dressed in a Lakers jersey and black sweat pants. I...
*this is a work of fiction (and perhaps a little fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it** This is a very unique interview with an ordinary guy in an extraordinary job. We can't use his real name here. We wanted to be respectful and serious about this interview, so we sent Adam Carolla to talk to him. AC: Hey, how are you doin??? I am supposed to call you John D...
This story is dedicated to a different Rickie. She dressed like a hooker, had a heart of gold, and was the hottest thing I ever clapped eyes on. The girl also taught Sunday school. xxxx I drove the Jaguar down off the highway, around some winding chicanes and through the palm groves that sheltered Morningstar Beach. It was clear and sunny, and when I woun...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California The wind blew slightly, rustling through the trees and sending littered paper trash blowing across the road and into traffic. David wasn't bothered at all while he sat behind the steering...
DISCLAIMER: this story is a work of fiction and does not in any way reflect the actions or thoughts of Lauren Cohan. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money from writing it. Big thanks to all the guys who helped me with this by discussing ideas and story points, especially to Boogeyman who came up with t...