This is Part 3 of a series. Please read Part 1 to make sense of it. Comment if you like it! Word spread about the body painting I did at the raves. A few more party promoters got in touch with me. Before long, I was spending my weekend evenings painting ravers and partiers. I grew to hate the larger parties. They were for-profit gigs, filled with dru...
There stood a beauty named Trish, she was a senior in high school and possibly the hottest girl in school. She stood talking to a girl named Danica in her skintight back-less red shirt and sexy black miniskirt with a green thong on underneath. Her firm tanned body began to wrap around Danica, no guy had the courage to ask her to dance yet. Trish's petite for...
There is dream dust still hanging at the corner of my eyes, but I nevertheless open them. It's pretty early, and, through the slits of the shutter, morning sun draws light rays in the sleeping room. I turn my face and, as ever on staring at you, I'm amazed by your beauty. Your breath lifts one blond hair curl by intermittence, like a calm heart would beat th...
This work is an exploration of some possibilities of the spiritual and psychic side of sex. There is a good deal of sex in this work but it always occurs in a spiritual, synchronistic and loving manner. The spirituality expressed in this work reflects my present view of how the universe actually works. ********************************* For those who wish t...
Hypocrisy of some men tempts me to laugh. Men go down to strip joints or juice bars hiding their hard-ons as they fork over their money to stripper dancers. They talk about wanting to fuck dancers but ask them if they'd like their wife or girlfriend to be a dancer they will start putting dancers down. That's bullshit! I'm proud to be married to a very succ...
Sarah was looking forward to the first day of her vacation. Winning a singles cruise was kind of a boobie prize, she thought, but still a week of drinking in the Caribbean was not going to go to waste. Work was stressing her out and watching her friends serial monogamy was too depressing for words. She got to her cabin, frowning at how small the rooms were s...
I could almost feel the shadows slip over us as we lay, pillows in disarray, clothing strewn about the floor in half-hazard patterns that told a story of cavalier abandon. Rick was inside me at last, just the tip, sinking deeper and then pulling back, teasing. I thrust back to feel him fill me, stretch me, the newness of our coupling like the adrenaline rush...
There weren't any special lights. The music wasn't deafening. The drinks weren't too expensive. And, the other men in the room were very friendly. In fact, the three other men in the room, my living room, were some of my best friends and coworkers. Chip was the guy everyone just naturally liked. I think that's what made him such a great salesman. Irish smi...
The other girls were all chatting about Daisy's encounter the other week and I know I was probably standing back from the chatter a bit, I could tell Rachel was looking at me so at least one of them had noticed I wasn't joining in with the banter and excited chatter. The thing is that the girls are such a tight group and none of us really have a regular boyf...
* * * * * Click Here to hear the story. (7 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * His eyes follow the dancer as the tiny movements of her expressions roll into him. He tries to remain still as she twirls in circles around his chair. As the blue veil drops into his lap he grasps it to him, her uncovered breast some how all th...