It's a Saturday night and I'm on the couch watching a college football game. You walk in the room and ask, "Who's playing?" as you plop yourself on the couch next to me. "Close game," I reply, "BC and Clemson. God I hate BC." "Well then maybe I should be rooting against the Tigers tonight," you poke. "Fine with me, brat," I respond as I put my arm around y...
Sam had a guitar, and he could play. No one else was very impressed with this fact, I guess, because I was the one who stayed at his feet all night, begging him to play another song for me. He would smile and oblige, as willing to have an audience as I was to hear him play and sing in his smooth voice. He went through his entire repertoire for me, so that by...
Collect a firm chair and place it beside the bed. Gather the packets of Muji clips you purchased earlier and place them on the bedside table. You should have a minimum of three packs, or 60 clips. Place your wand or vibrator in easy reach as well. Undress. Pull the chair up beside the bed facing a blank wall. Sit on the edge of the chair. Hold your back st...
The flat rhythmic tick of the metronome echoed off the living room walls. Alex put his hand over the pendulum to silence it and listened for a second round of knocking at the front door. Most people used the bell, particularly when his piano playing could be heard from outside, but he was sure he'd heard a knock. He pressed the button on his mechanical watch...
"Hello?! I'm home!" I shouted as I threw my keys and purse on the counter. Taking a look around, I shook my head at the clutter that was scattered across the table and into the kitchen. Housework never ends, especially with two kids and two roommates that were just renting a room, and felt no more effort was needed. My husband? Well, he tries. In his own v...
This story takes place in time after "Bra Fitting - Threesome Fantasy" * As I lay on the bed with Katrina next to me, I reminisce of how I developed a fetish of bras and breasts as a kid. I would open up catalogs and see models wearing various bras, noting they were all women. I didn't know the concept of why that was in my early youth, but seeing those wo...
"Holy cow!" yelled Amber Stahl as she watched in awe. "Tell me you've got that on video, Stan! Keep recording. We're looking at high drama here. I'm going on air in thirty seconds. I want the camera on me until something happens in the river." "Hello, Keith," began Amber as she spoke to the station anchor sitting in the studio, as well as thousands of viewe...
We were finally alone at his place after coming back from an out-of-town gig. I stood leaning against the wall, my hands in my pockets, one foot on the wall, as I watched Kris. He was dressed in leather pants and a black T-shirt, his long layered wavy blonde hair disheveled. An ashtray sat nearby, the smoke from a cigarette permeating the air. He was hooked...
**Authors Note - This is my first submission and my first try at writing something like this. A friend read it and urged me to submit it - so here goes nothing. :D ** * We've been through this before -- meet in a parking lot, keep our distance from each other and just talk. It's the same pattern that we've dealt with for five years. This time, though, I'm...
Matt said alright tee, you have an idea of how this goes, and you didn't panic or cry on us which means you did really well. You also know now that no amount of begging or pleading will cause us to stop doing what we are doing. As long as we see that you are not in pain, breathing adequately, and not freaking out we will continue until we are done within a r...