To my friend Ais! I've always wondered what his first real impression of me was. I mean it's hard to imagine what's going through a guys mind when he walks in on a girl leaning against a shelf of assorted wines with her legs spread wide and one hand shoved in her shorts while the other hand tugs on her nipple rings. All I remember about that encounter was o...
This is another story continuing in the life I enjoyed with Suzy. It happened a couple months after I lost a bet and paid up at the holidays, thus getting to know her mother more than I would have imagined I ever would. For those of you that haven't read the story I'm in my mid-twenties and she's in her early fifties. Granted it's an age difference but she's...
Cat enjoyed visiting the Acapulco Beach Bar. In spite of being in the middle of a land-locked state, its very name conjured up fond memories of where he'd like to be: At a tropical beach paradise. Even if the roaches, which upon occasion would slowly crawl upon the bar soaking up beer driblets, could make Cat forget those fond tropical memories, there was an...
She is lingering in the doorway. She is full of doubt and desire and darkness. Her hair is long and her skin. Dark. Smooth. Supple tight stretched across her body her muscles her fat her hormones glands wetness. She is sitting across from me and I... I can see her eyes. Even though the room is dark-maybe because the room is dark-I can see her eyes. The ligh...
Just a quick little story of two people on a date looking to spice up their lives together. This is a bit of a departure from many of my other stories, so I hope you enjoy it. If so, great. If not, that's okay too. Constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback...
Inspired by my favorite Lit bartender. I usually did not do the bar scene but my insomnia and recent loss of companionship led me to the Lit Lounge a few blocks down the street. I had never been in there before it was a locals place and no problems that I ever knew of so I got out of bed slipped into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt grabbed up my sandals an...
It had been a hard day at work. David had been through the ringer with his bosses. His Assistant Director had just quit and now his secretary wanted her week's vacation. The only thing he wanted to do was sit down at a bar and drink. He'd completely forgotten about talking with Denise, his online sex goddess. She was supposed to meet him at this same bar, bu...
Many thanks to goodoldeditor for the editing—the story wouldn't have been posted without it. Gentle ambient lighting, classic blues songs birthed from a retro jukebox, and the symphony of colliding pool balls playing from five different tables constituted the ambiance inside the Southern Cross bar. Most of the people in the bar seemed to enjoy it well enoug...
ACT 5: LET THE GAMES BEGIN The house we ate dinner at was truly that, a few tables set up in a living room. The daughter was the waitress, the mother was the cashier and the father was the cook, although the mother had been in and out of the kitchen the whole time, probably helping to prepare the delicious food. The make-shift restaurant was only a block so...
The following story is true. A biting cold January wind blew by me as I stood on the sidewalk, waiting patiently for my Mistresses to arrive. I was excited, but more nervous for this session than I had ever been for any other. Today would be the day that I would finally be humiliated in public. After a few minutes, I spotted the two ladies on the sidewalk...