"Oh my God, I can't believe that you took these. I know her. What are these pictures?" said Carla my girl friend. I was in another part of the house. "Gary you have some explaining to do," Carla said in a voice loud enough to reach me. I rushed up stairs to see what was going on. Carla my fiancé was seated at my computer looking over a set of pictures tha...
The bright spotlights flared to life; illuminating the gaudy and somewhat dated 70's style game show set that filled the stage of a bustling TV studio. Multicoloured lights lined every step, wall and surface; the bright bulbs blinking and flashing to such a degree they'd have epileptics across the land going into shock at the drop of a hat. A tacky, badly c...
I was a little disappointed that he had not initiated anything. I had made it as obvious as I could without saying 'please fuck me' that I wanted sex. As we got undressed, I lingered taking my bra off and after dropping it into the basket, I cupped each breast and lifted them hoping he was looking. I went into the bathroom wearing just the flimsy black thong...
"Hi Rosie, where are you?" asked her agent. Rosie Webster replied, "just a bit of shopping on Oxford Street, why do you have something for me?" Rosie's career in London was not going to badly, but after the initial reality TV show, she needed more work and openings in the glamour business. Her agent said, "I have just received a call from John Sylvester...
Devised by: Calibur009 Written by: DarkSwordsman Men took to their couches across the United States and beyond, boxes of tissues stacked halfway to the ceiling as they settled in for the pilot episode of a highly anticipated new television game show. Helmed by Perv Griffin, the mastermind behind the masturbation coma-inducing series Wheel of Porntune, this...
His photography business had moved from the ranks of fledgling to that of a very busy, part-time job. He had a nice office in his home and a 400 square foot building that was his studio. He often had his new clients in his office to talk of the things they wanted in a picture. Some senior pictures, some glamour shots, some boudoir photography, and even a lit...
"It's time to introduce this week's dare for our intrepid reporter Lisa Marvell. It comes from Bob in Greenville, who describes himself as a long-time Channel 4 viewer and says he has never missed a Friday Night Special." As anchorwoman Natalie Johnson spoke these words, she glanced across the news desk and addressed her colleague with a smile. "I think, Lis...
Note: This work of fiction is written in the second person. Though the written characters are female, the language will work whether you, the reader, are male or female. All written characters are 18 or older. Synopsis: Brimmton College has a reputation for beautiful yearbook pictures. What happens when a rebel like you doesn't want to smile for the camera?...
Desperate situations demand desperate measures. At least that's how I saw it. Just six weeks after pretty much cleaning out my savings account for a deposit on my own flat, I was made redundant. And there was worse to come. As the accountant who was brought in to sort of the business's affairs told us, it was probably going to be a couple of months or so be...
My wife has always been a big flirt. She thrives on male attention and loves to make me jealous. When we were first married, we enjoyed all types of sexual experimentation. I have always loved photography and decided that it would be very sensual to take nude photographs of my new bride. Being a big flirt, she loved being the center of attention and posing...