Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is not real! It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such. Lesson #6: Advanced Techniques Starring Alicia Vikander Codes: Cons, MF, Oral, Facial ***** Two people sat in comfortable armchairs, facing one another in a tastefully decorated modern living room. The camera zoomed in on th...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Chapter 1. Steve Haslam winced as he bent his bruised and aching body to unlace his mud-caked football boots and ease them off his swollen feet. He felt exhausted but well satisfied having scored an injury time equaliser in a hard fought two-all draw with their neighbouring local league rivals who were only a...
After parking across the street from the aging brick building, I look both ways and make the sprint. My bag is heavy with gear but it doesn't slow me down. It couldn't possibly. I am here. The dark stairwell leading up smells of sweat. Probably somebody cleans it once in a while, but it will always smell this way. That's because the dojang is a sweaty place...
In the interest of discretion, let the reader decide whether this story is a figment of my imagination, or whether the account really happened? Fact or Fantasy? You decide. The truth shall remain an enigma. ***** Once upon a time, in a faraway place, there was a Dancer, a ballerina, a leading ballerina, to be precise. She was approximately 30 years old, C...
Chapter 1 -- Rite of Passage "I've got to do something about my love life, Pete," I groaned. He rolled his eyes and grimaced as he set down my pint on the table in front of me. He'd heard it all before, far too many times. "How long is it since that skinny tight-arse bird of yours went to Australia?" he asked as he sat down opposite me and took a long sip...
The cold rain of November silently streaks the windows of my small apartment. I roll over in bed, waking from another heated dream of skin and saliva, and blink at the clock. Focusing, I realise it is already past eleven. I jump out of bed, dress hurriedly and stare into the bathroom mirror, applying dark makeup and false eyelashes expertly to my lids while...
It was the end of a perfect vacation. Mark and April had been touring Ireland with a rented car for a week and a half then dropped the car in Dublin, and they spent the rest of the time seeing the beautiful city, shopping, and pub hopping the Temple Bar. Mark's job as an airline pilot allowed them to be able to travel and they took advantage of it every summ...
My cousin, Rick, recently had a bit of an accident with his house leaving him with nowhere to stay while repairs were being done. If he'd had decent insurance then the insurance would have covered motel costs for the month required but the silly bastard was too cheap to buy decent insurance. As a side note - that same cheapness was what caused him to buy che...
It's just after eleven and I still have four hours on the clock. I'm working a bachelor party and I am not feeling it at all. Half the serving staff didn't show up at my restaurant job, I was locked out of cosmetology class, and I got a $200 speeding ticket on the way to the club. To top it all off, the party is full of coked-up prep school douchebags wh...
Synopsis Steve and Lorna recall how they found each other through their mutual desire to have sex while tied up and gagged, their mutual love of wearing ballet clothing and ballet shoes, and their mutual fetish for white plimsolls and ankle socks, and how they realised that their desires and fetishes were the keys to deeper understanding of each other, and...