Janice -a Woman after Midnight I was late getting to Deborah's. I'd been away for three months reporting the mess we are making in the Middle East. I am Peter Fuller. That's what I do, I am a journalist/reporter but the job wrecks one's social life. I have already gone through two broken relationships, being away for so long. Although Debs and I have be...
REPORTING -8 CANCUN AND BRING ME THE MONEY This is the continuation of the Reporting series and it also continues to mesh with other series dealing with Houston and its somewhat mature and occasionally irrational residents. In some cases irrational is an understatement, money does that to some people and it is up to you to make up your own mind on the desi...
***Author's note -- While not the first story I've posted, obviously, it is the first story I wrote a little over two years ago. I've not posted it before now because it is so long - 53k words (15 or 16 Lit pages). If you don't have time to read it, I completely get it. When my favorite authors post something that is more than 6 pages, I usually bookmark it...
I was heading to a club and got my 5'7" 140 lbs skinny sexy body all dolled up. I love to dress up and look like a hot woman since I have to spend my week as a boring man. I do compensate by having my ears, nipples, belly and tongue pierced. Ok it's more like I dress like a slut. I had on black thigh high stockings under my black leather thigh high boots wit...
In the course of establishing my two private clubs and my milking parlor, I learned a lot about myself. For a woman of a certain age, society places certain limits on sex. Therefore I cultivated a somewhat ageless look by taking care of my body and seeking the cosmetic enhancements I needed. I maintained my focus on men, or at least on their cocks and cum....
Hi this is my first submission. It's part true life and part fiction. All feedback will be appreciated. Now on to the story. ***** John, a 42 years old father of three, a husband of an ambitious woman, lying in bed waiting for his wife to come home. The clock showing that it was 1130 pm. The loneliness he felt was becoming almost too much to bear. This has...
We were a group of about ten guys on a stag weekend in Dublin, we had got the early morning ferry from Holyhead, getting on the Guinness as soon as we could. When we got to Dublin we got a taxi to our hotel, dumped our bags, freshened up, then hit the bars of Temple Bar. We had had a great time, laughing, joking, drinking, joining in with all the songs that...
Marcie checked her phone. It was her best friend, Gail. Again! She knew that Gail and Judy and a couple others go clubbing every weekend and would want her to go with them like she usually did. She also knew that if she went out tonight, it would have disastrous results. Reluctantly she answered. "Hey, Gail. What's up girl?" "It's about time you answered. A...
We were in the back room of our local drag club, "Miss Thing's", a very special place where only the seasoned and initiated drag queens and sissies are allowed after hours when the queens have finished performing. As one might imagine putting on an erotic performance going as far as the law will allow all painted up in all their glory makes them aroused in d...
On any given day, Buffy and her husband make love several times a day; this day is no different. They've always been very attracted to each other, and her high sexuality has always made it very exciting for both of them. Buffy wakes her husband James at 7 am, by sliding back the covers. Seeing his morning erection, she decides she must have it. Her lips wat...