Sam Parker stared at her reflection in the large gilt frame mirror that adorned the hallway wall just outside the large living room where her husband sat waiting. Glistening green eyes gazed in amazement at her gorgeously styled blonde hair that seemed to actually shimmer with life under the bright early evening sun. 'Is this all really happening?' Sam thoug...
Here's a little story that's been floating around in my head for quite some time. Please be kind, its my first attempt at writing fiction, so obviously I still have a lot to learn. If you like it let me know, if you hate it... also let me know. Be constructive please. I know this first story has a lot of build up to get in to it, but I felt its important to...
About two weeks ago my wife and I decided to have some friends over for a party. One of them was my wife's best friend (I'll call her Ashley). The night was great and we all had a bunch of drinks and everyone was feeling good. My wife wasn't in a partying mood, however, and after a while she ended up vegging out on the couch with a few other friends of ours....
(Hey all! Afraid this one is just a quickie without a "proper" sex scene to speak of, but for those who are curious the road Jasmine has taken so far, this is it. More to come soon! If you have questions or comments, click on my name, click on my contact-info, and e-mail me there from the profile page. I hope this tides you over until the next big thing!) I...
First of all, please forgive me for any spelling mistakes or for using simple words as English is not my first language. My name is Erik and this will be a story about real events that happened to me a few years ago. I was an exchange student in Northern California having arrived Austria. It was hard to live far from your family but being a student was alway...
I am convinced I am losing my mind. My life is an absolute mess. And the worst part is, I still can't get much sleep or at least not good sleep. I always feel tired and sleep-deprived. Malay calls the next morning just as I am about to leave for work. I let it go to voicemail. A text message pops up as I am in the subway. - We really need to talk. I am wor...
The cab stops at the address. Trupti and I, now fully dressed, get out of the cab. The meter was blank. Presumably, he turned it off. I take out two $20 bills and extend them towards the cabbie. "No, it's not necessary." the cabbie winks and squeezes my hand. "Please take it." Getting the ride for free in exchange for whatever happened in the cab would mak...
To fully understand the context of this narrative, I would recommend you read "Loss of Amateur Status." Parts One through to Five. * When I next saw Agatha a few days later, she surprised me. She had a list of four appointments over the course of the coming week! I was really on the game! A couple of weeks later she bought me a smartphone that synced with...
I wrote the original version of this longhand. It began as a letter to a lady friend while I was deployed on a peacekeeping mission to the former Yugoslavia in 2001. She was a six one redhead ex-model from the Mississippi Gulf Coast that I'd met on a now-defunct bondage personals site. We had our first date the week before I left, and she said this letter ha...
I looked at the water melon seed, torn pineapple fiber, and indescrible brown goo. A handful of tropical warm ocean water lapped onto the blue air mattress and washed it all away. It was gone again. I heaved again. Only stringy, white spit came out of my mouth. Over the last hour, the fare had become less interesting. The sick pain in the gut had turned into...