All characters are 18+ It is surprising what you miss after it's gone. I never thought that I could live without being able to watch television, but I am doing just fine. I guess that the real problem is freedom. I took it for granted for so long, and now that I am without it, it really irks me. Choosing what to eat was a totally mundane chore out in the...
Sally was awoken by her radio alarm. It was seven a.m. and she had a second interview at ten. She had bought a fresh set of clothes for the interview, she wanted to look her best. She would have her own little office next to her new boss. She had never had a female boss before. Sally was 24 and had done one or two clerical jobs before landing the role of tea...
All names and characters contained herein are fictitious and do not intentionally relate to any person, either living or dead. This story is a work of fiction, a fantasy -- so read it with a grain of salt and an open mind. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Voting and feedback is greatly appreciated, especially positive feedback and frequent "fives...
"But, what are you doing here?" Her entire face was glowing as she smiled at me and answered my question. "I'm here on a cosmetics sales meeting, but what are you doing here?" "I'm here on an annual conference meeting." came my reply while I realized that she must be just as surprised to see me as I was to see her. After all, we both lived thousands of mi...
This story is a result of a radio advertisement for a NYC bank. I listen to the radio (NYC) at night, and relish hearing the voice of the woman describing experiences of banking with her 'personal banker' (You can find one audio example on the internet without too much trouble-I am not permitted to include the link). Remember, all events and names are fictio...
The noonday sun was perched high in the sky that day, the first day of Spring, shedding warmth and light upon the rugged countryside. Appropriately enough, the entire hillside was covered in a verdant green, with flowers in full bloom. As Iksander made his trek up the foothills of the Zagros Mountains, he took a moment to savor the sweet smell of the wild fl...
All stories have some reality to them to make an awesome story come to life. This is just a fantasy or daydream that came alive on paper that I would love to share with you as a writer. In no way has a teacher/student relationship crossed its line in my life or will it ever. So please enjoy your naughty fantasy with me. I have two other stories that were wri...
Our thirtieth high school reunion turned out to be a huge success. We meet only every ten years, but it seemed that everyone had a good time discussing the years gone by as well as current events. Very few showed pictures of their grandchildren, or got up to dance, as the music was much too loud for us "old" folk. We both came to the reunion without our spou...
I graduated in the middle of my high school and college classes. I am the guy who sat in the middle of the room that everyone never saw. I didn't play sports, go to the homecoming dances or prom and the few girls that I dated were for pizza and a movie at best. The pretty girls ignored me or made fun of me behind my back. The slutty girls were interested and...
I had to go out of town for a meeting; my ass was very sore from the night before. Those girls had really given it to me; my asshole was left a gaping hole. I could feel the "lips" of my asshole for over an hour last night, all big and puffy and open waiting for more. I felt like a total whore and I loved it. I took three huge cocks and was left begging for...