Nobody said following your passion was easy. College succeeded in draining almost all of what I had scrimped and saved. Even though it came in handy, a lot of the cash i had saved up doing odd jobs and sleazy, dodgy photo shoots in my late teens had dried up as well. Being a substitute teacher wouldn't have been so bad despite the unexciting pay if it wasn't...
"You want me to do what?" Alicia Witt's face was counterpoint of contortions. The afternoon light shone into her agent's office, gently illuminating the faux antique furniture and ordinary trappings. She was wearing a brown print dress that brought out her lustrous red hair and beautiful blue eyes, her eyebrows were arched high in surprise at my request. A...
The final two strong staccato chords completed, the piano fell silent. A sharp rap-rap sounded on the door to the practice room. The student looked up, a little annoyed at the interruption. "Yes" she replied, "Come in, please!" she called out a little louder. The door swung open, the janitor leaned in. "I waited until you were finished with your piece," he...
2:02:13 AM - Armitage: one more to beethoven?? 2:02:52 AM - Armitage: lmao 2:02:53 AM - Sylibus: Sure ;) 2:04:43 AM - Armitage: ok give me a scenario 2:04:55 AM - Armitage: mr. story writer 2:04:57 AM - Armitage: let's hear it 2:05:08 AM - Sylibus: Any particular genre strike your fancy? 2:05:19 AM - Armitage: --something-- 2:05:20 AM - Armitage: l...
The morning begins with a slash, as Beethoven suddenly descends upon our neighborhood, loud and liquid flowing into the alleys and through the crevasses in the walls. The bums arouse with this, exchanging smiles, then scraping their pockets for bits of bread and stale pizza they rummaged from the trash bins the previous night. We arouse too, me with my cust...
From THE ORCHARD OF INFINITE DELIGHT - PART ONE The orgasm was huge, overpowering. I collapsed on to my stomach, my hand clasping my groin to prolong the sensation. After a while I was aware of Evelyn's voice, softly beside my ear. "Thank you for being so trusting. I wanted it to be special for you." "Special doesn't do it justice," I said. "But what abou...
J. Boase © 2003 The Room has an intensely erotic atmosphere. Unmistakably, irresistibly, it envelops you in sexual persuasion. It is rectangular and roomy, a door at one end, a bay window at the other with curtains that allow you to vary the light. It has a polished wooden floor, ideal for dancing in stockinged feet. It has a fireplace, ornate but unused,...
For those who came in late: Blue Gill a computer programmer from Wisconsin, is looking after a castle in Ireland for her former lover Brendan McPherson. She is fascinated by a painting she sees of ancient Irish King and warrior Cuchulainen. She is feeling rather lonely all by herself in the castle when suddenly there is a knock at the door. It is a rather d...
For Todd * * * * * The freshly waxed pews smelled of lemony polish, the sounds of my feet were muted by the thick mulberry colored carpeting, the lights were dimmed. I hurried down the aisle, feeling like a sinner on my way to hell, not a churchgoer on her way to the pulpit. I was incredibly conscious of the fact that I wasn't wearing any panties, like so...
This is a major rewrite of the first published (4500 word) version. It has so much added content that I consider it a new story. Very special thanks to AwkwardMD for her critical evisceration of the first version of this story. Jennifer owes her life to Doc Awk as much as she does to me. This story is a prequel to "A Visit From the Sex Goddess". I created...