She was "out visiting friends" or "stopping by work to talk to her boss about her vacation time" or something of the sort. She had been losing track of her excuses, and he had never questioned them. He knew, she knew he did, he wasn't dumb. But he never asked, so she never told. It was their silent agreement. Or at least she agreed to it. His house was dark...
You greeted me outside your home, at the front door to your house, as agreed upon during our last phone call. We all liked what we saw, pleased looks being openly exchanged as we verbally greeted one another. It took but a moment for the final decision to be made, the attraction powerfully obvious. Somehow in your sudden nervousness, you open your door to st...
An Interview with Porno Actor Scott Styles The following interview is real. It was conducted on May 20th, 2008. Although not a paid journalist, I had the opportunity to interview pornographic actor Scott Styles who resides in beautiful Redondo Beach, California, the same beach town I call home. I had no idea a porn star lived in my vicinity. I'm a certifie...
You know when you see someone doing something wrong and you want to go over and just do it for them or point out how they are screwing it up? Well in most of those situations you eventually learn that it's best to leave it alone and just walk away? Well this all happened before I realised that. My name is Mike I am very sexually experienced and promiscuous....
Barren trees and the frosted ground create a gray hue to the rolling hills on either side of my car windows. While some think the landscape dreary this time of year, especially with no snow on the ground yet; I find it mysterious. The car window provides a modern frame for driving through what I see as black and white photographs. I downloaded an interesti...
Sunday morning was really beautiful. The sea was wonderfully calm and the sun shone in a cloudless sky as Mary and I lay in bed cuddling and talking about the weekend so far and what today was to hold for us. We hadn’t made any arrangements with Ann and James but we knew we would probably see them so that we could swap addresses and telephone numbers. The o...
It was an especially cold and snowy night of the season. The dark night was frigid. The snowstorm raged outside, whipping wind around the cabin's eaves; thunder was rolling. Sultana had made a fire in the fireplace, which was heating the room. Sultana and Zafar lay side by side on the mattress near the fireplace after a long fucking session. Sultana took hi...
As a child I used to love watching all manner of cartoons (as a matter of fact I still do) but one that particularly sticks out in my memory is "The Perils Of Penelope Pitstop". Not for it's great scripts or animation but for the weekly concept of a beautiful, seemingly helpless blonde heroine being hunted and tormented by her Guardian's secret identity, The...
It was a cold wet night; the rain had been falling persistently all evening. The last train had been late due to an "incident" somewhere on the line. This was no surprise and had been half expected, as the trains always seemed to suffer delays at the weekend. Looking at her watch she realized that the last bus would have already gone by now as well. Not a...
I sat on the balcony of my beach house, enjoying the cool evening breeze. It was late but I couldn't sleep. He had been on my mind all day, and I was holding on to hope that I would soon see his silhouette in the moonlight. Goosebumps crawled across my skin, but not from the cool air. Just the idea of his hands on my hot skin made me squirm in my bed almost...