I was blindfolded, but I could still feel the dimensions of the room, its height, width, the amount of furniture pushed against the walls. My heels made a hollow knock against the hardwood floor as he gently led me to the center of the room. "Are you cold?" he asked as he brushed his hand up against my bare arm. I shook my head no, barely able to speak. "...
There's a chance the story John will tell you will inspire some of the other people involved to write about their version of what happened. Stay tuned. John's Story I never knew what hit me. I mean, I've had encounters of the sexual kind before, but this was, well. . . I had better back up a bit. I'm John Thonth, a 42 year old math teacher at a pretty w...
Rene Santini Brushed down his jacket and adjusted his already perfectly positioned tie. He looked around at the run-down neighbourhood in which he now found himself and sighed; it had not always been this way. Only a few short years ago Rene had grown up on these very streets. Yes, the times had been hard, the streets had been rough, and the men that walked...
There is no sex involved in the telling of this story. You only get so many years here and then it's over. Even more important, you only get so many good years. I was beginning to worry that my good years were quickly running out. Don't misunderstand me; I didn't have a bad life, far from it. I had two children I adored, a husband I still loved and a gratif...
Jordan didn't usually accompany his wife on her monthly trips to Tethys. One of the engineers normally had piloting duties for the 4 hour shuttle ride from Telesto, which they eagerly accepted knowing they would get some uninterrupted time with Samantha. Jordan too was taking advantage of the dead time, enjoying his wife's body while the autopilot guided the...
My name is Bill Rogers and I've just finished my senior year in high school. One of my classmates told me about a rest stop way out on the interstate where it's easy to get a blowjob. All you have to do is go in the men's room about ten at night and look to see if there's a guy combing his hair. If there is, you stand at the urinal and play with your dick an...
Ben and Michelle's lost marriage The wife is lost; A lonely man hears two stories Part 1, Two men meet in a bar An anonymous man, a stranger in town, was sitting in the bar of a city centre hotel and had ordered a drink; it was a clear spirit, gin or vodka and tonic. He was in his early sixties, a bit age ravaged but not weary, an 'interesting' face but n...
This is my version of a sequel to the story "Reunion" that I posted a couple months ago. By mutual agreement, writingdragon is posting an alternate sequel titled "Reclaiming a Life," which, if we did it right, should appear at about the same time as this one. * Angelica killed the headlights and motor before coasting the Z4 into the driveway of the darkene...
James had started really paying attention to girls in junior high. All through high school he enjoyed several girlfriends but never really found one that seemed to fit his exact desires. Then one night he had a very explicit dream about someone, but he couldn't quite figure out who it was. The dream happened three or four times and he would wake up with eith...
The crowd roared as Libertine removed his helmet and looked to the emperor’s box to see the verdict. His adversary lay in the dust at his feet. The battle had been difficult; it had been an excellent match. But Arden’s trident had been no match for his double swords. He waited and hoped that his friend would be allowed to nurse his wounds and fight another d...