"You mean we never made out?" Lisanne asked while placing her drink on the patio table then sitting back in the wicker chair with a puzzled look on her face. Brett raised an eyebrow while continuing to sip from his chilled glass of bourbon and realized something was amiss. "Never?" she asked playfully, as she eyed him up and down, and undressed him with h...
It was a hot, humid day in Cape Cod. Tom Moore was riding his motorcycle to the Fullmer's house to do some landscaping and gardening. He arrived, and scoped out the scene. It had been awhile since he had worked on their lawn, and he would be there for some time. He started to work, first mowing the lawn, and then tugging at tight weeds and pushing a spade ro...
The old prostitute propped her arms against the head of the couch. She raised her gaze up and eyed the harridan in her vanity mirror. Behind her, her Tuesday regular pumped against her bottom. His cock slid in and out of her moist sex, and his pounding made her tits jiggle. The sheets crackled as she shifted forward and back, the stiff crepe neither abrasive...
It is a gorgeous spring Saturday, as I open my bedroom window just before Easter. The morning air is very crisp and drizzled with the scent of dew. The sound of the mourning doves echoes in the hallway leading to the front door. Today, I will feed my inner beast and demons My Empress and our close friend, Kitten, are heading to the shopping mall this mornin...
Dear John, You had asked for more details on my meeting with a new subbie the other night, and I am pleased to provide them. The lady's name is Tammy, and for privacy reasons let me just say this happened near Pittsburgh last Sunday. I left The Swingers Club believing I would never need sex again. I was to be proved wrong. The trip took almost four hours,...
The sun dawned beautifully this morning in Key West. As I walked along the streets of this beautiful Island town, I was amazed at the small numbers of people out and about enjoying the fantastic morning. As I walked past Anna Marie resort on the southern end of the island, I couldn't help but think about the $500 a night rooms and some of the people who were...
The sound of a train whistle goes off in the next room. "Ah who could that be at this hour?" whispered Lesley as he gets up from his desk chair. Upon entering his kitchen, his mobile phone rings out another train whistle chime. He picks up his phone and slides his finger across its screen. "Two messages from Sharon. Hmm." The screen brightens up from a gree...
Sunday morning comes and the two of us are deciding how to spend our day. I suggest some skating at the old millpond, a hayride and we might attend the town's tree lighting. She is intrigued by the idea and suggests I go en-femme. She offers one of her woolen skirts, a cable knit sweater and warm tights. I tell her that if I'm going in drag...then she is too...
(Author's Note: This story never happened. It is a work of fiction inspired by a rock band that I respect and admire, UNION. No disrespect is intended to any of the members of UNION) * * * * * "Yessssssss!!!" came a scream from the kitchen of the apartment I share with my best friend, Amy. I came running, wondering what my friend was screaming about now....
Lauren and I are spending a weekend together in The Standard Hotel in NYC. The Standard is a first class Hotel in NYC on the lower West Side adjacent to the Highlawn walkway. All the rooms facing the Highlawn have glass walls, top to bottom. The rooms are not advertised for exhibitionists but the word has gotten around. Lauren is sexy, has a great looking...