After that explosive Thursday, I had taken that Friday and the weekend to recover and to say I had been fully sated would be an understatement, but by Monday morning, I started to feel the lust pangs returning. By Tuesday morning, I had to get my Lelo Iris out for a workout, all the time thinking about my meeting with Julio in just two days time. I had just...
This is the third installment of the Backgammon For Blood Series. Although this can be read by itself, it might provide background for you if you read the first two stories, particularly Kathy's Portrait, before you read this one. This is a somewhat strange story, and I can only say that it makes sense to me. I hope it does to you, my reader, as well. For t...
That's it, I've just about had a gut full of her bullshit. I haven't had a decent fuck in months. She's always too fucking tired or say's she's got a headache. She spends all her time exercising and working out. She looks better than she has ever looked but she ain't puttin out. Not for me at least. She has gotta be gettin it from somewhere else, and I'm gun...
Authors note: This may be my one and only submission. I have an idea for an essay on writers' foibles but there doesn't seem to be a category for it. You may see the end coming but remember the destination is only a small part. The journey is the thing. There is a medical description of what may have caused a death that some may find tedious but I feel...
"It's now or never!" I thought as I stubbed out my fourth cigarette then drained the final dregs of my third cup of coffee of the hour. I stood up, straightened my pink halter-neck dress and glanced once more at the non-descript house on the opposite side of the street. As I hurried across the road I thanked God that I was in a town three miles away from whe...
It is an unseasonably warm fall evening. The near full moon hangs low on the horizon, casting an eerie glow upon the earth. Long strange shadows dance about as a cool gusty breeze rustles the leaves in the trees. I am walking briskly to my car, hastily removing my camel hair sport coat and loosening my tie in an effort to bring closure to this hideous day....
Authors note: As a rule I don't normally write the so-called "This is a true story" type of stories. Which is not to say that much of what I have written does have some sprinkling of truth, based on personal experiences with a lot of fictional fantasy. This isn't one of those. The names of course have been changed, but the experience as told is true. Just...
Hi. My name is Samantha but you can call me Sam. Everyone else does. I won't tell you my surname because, well, it's a rather an ugly name. I think of it as my most unglamorous aspect but then, modesty was never my strongest point. I've just turned twenty seven and I am in a very happy relationship with a guy I met at university. I'll tell you more about hi...
"Thanks for the wonder full time we had together last night Army Bear, it was awesome! I hope, we keep in touch as we both agreed," I sent my toy boy an email the day after our Valentines date. I was still thinking about of our hot night/morning together, I couldn't keep him out of my mind during that week. Saturday afternoon my cell phone rang, I looked to...
a special story from a friend to friend Her night They had agreed, it would be her night to do what she liked, what she wanted, what ever came to her mind she would do. She arranged for a hotel room and got the keys early. She couriered over one key to him, along with instructions on what time to be at the room and what she expected of him, He was to kno...