* * * * * Click Here to listen. (26 min/mp3) * * * * * The guy was fucking ripped, no doubt about that. Pecs carved from solid stone, shoulders with definition like a bunch of bananas, biceps like Prize Hams, a veritable 12 pack of abs that were tight enough to show through his shirt, thighs the width of my narrow waist, and strong looking hands that mig...
In the cool air and early morning light of the new morning, Belinda seemed conspicuously overdressed. Her short blue dress clung to her soft curves just as tightly as it had done the night before and still sprayed out and stopped midway down her tanned thighs. The silky dress and high heels still made her legs look long and crazily sexy. Belinda was trembl...
It was nearly 3o Clock and I was wondering if I had given Sanjay the right directions. I knew in my mind that it will not be proper to call him given he will be driving through the twists and turns of the Khandala ghat. I had just drove myself in the heavy rain in the morning, and cannot believe the road would have got any easier especially with the continue...
A Special Night Out (Part I) Claire was full of anticipation that evening. Her regular drinking partner, Sian, had suggested that she should dress for an exciting evening. She had pressed her friend for more details but instead she'd been told just to "dress to impress". And that's exactly what she was doing - as she stood in front of the mirror she smiled...
MORNING We woke up naked and still excited by our wild sex with Kevin and Tom. I started caressing Carol and retelling the story. Carol looked up at me and cupped my face in her hands. She said, "I love you so much." I kissed her gently, with our tongues twisted together. I got down between her legs and kissed her mound. I put my tongue between her la...
A bank of leaded windows looked out over Lake Michigan and Cassie stood watching the lake heaving in the twilight, the surface rising and falling with the breath of its deeps so like the passions filling her bosom at the moment. The possibility of living in a place like this, of having a studio filled with everything she would need, and to have the time and...
It was just past Monday noon when I knocked at the office door of the St. Louis Choral-Symphony Society. A pale man in his twenties wearing a dark suit and white shirt opened it and asked who I was. I told him of my appointment and he ushered me in immediately. Alfred Ernst was a man of average height, with an immaculately coiffed beard and hair, elegant cr...
I had really made it finally. All those years of hard work and bum kissing finally paid off. I was about to climb the tall ramp leading to the company airplane. I didn't then, nor do I now, know what kind of plane it was. I knew it was some kind of large four engine jet for sure. The ramp was tall and there were no propellers. Inside the plane I found a sm...
It was with some frequency that James Hartman returned to his old stomping grounds in the ATL for job related responsibilities. Atlanta held many memories for James, good times, pleasant reflections and melancholy longings. It was a trip he always took with much anticipation because it presented itself with the hope of exploring his deepest, darkest, most pe...
Note to readers: Sometimes when we finally find that special someone, it is too easy for the real world responsibilities of work and growing families to intrude. We forget the things that first made us lovers, before we were man and wife. When that happens, we leave the door open to others. This is a story of one couple's recommitment to one another in just...