Co-authored by Salacious and Kewbert Authors’ note: What we attempted here was a “he said/she said” collaboration. “He Said” is in Roman style type, and “She Said” is in italics. A telling of the same story from two perspectives, with a dash of chain letter feel to it. It’s a bit experimental, but we thoroughly enjoyed writing it. We’d particularly apprecia...
She bit her lip to try to hide her excitement, her hands trailed down her neck, to her breasts, down her stomach to her love canal. She knew he was watching her shower through the see thru shower curtain. Her ample body glistening with water, it was all so erotic. Her long wavy red hair was pressed to her back and her large blue eyes were suddenly on him, ga...
"... tattoos. I love tattoos. I don't have any because my mother would kill me... but... I love them, and love men who have them..." "...Ongoing search continues for missing 18 year old..." "... No, not the flaming skulls or chicks riding motorcycles kind. Artistic ones... designs... black, ink markings..." "... Police have been searching since early last...
The crash woke David out of his stupor. Spending five straight hours staring at an organic chemistry book would do that to you. "Shit!" screamed Leslie from the bathroom. David sprinted over to find out what happened. When he burst through the door, he saw the source of the crash lying in pieces on the tile floor: Leslie's hand mirror. More startling was t...
Alex looked at the application in front of him. Now where was this lass from? Oh yes, Antima a small tribal village in Indonesia. Why did that sound familiar? Then he remembered. He had been watching porn and saw a clip a researcher had made of tribal women who followed tradition and would suck the cock of any tribal man who put it in front of them. The porn...
Again, my thanks go out to Angel Love for her encouragement and editing. When we got into the kitchen I just sat down at the table while Diane got a plate from the fridge. She turned on the oven and started to put the contents of the plate onto a baking sheet. They looked like little appetizers. I walked over to the counter and asked her, "Whatcha got there...
NOTE: This is my first attempt at a story. Special thanks to Angel Love for editing it for me. Enjoy!! * * * It seemed like I had everything going for me. I'd managed to survive my first year of college with near-perfect grades. I'd gotten on the swim team; most importantly, I had managed to get an excellent deal on a car (a 1995 Chevy Cavalier). However,...
This is a week long diary of a new sub to her dominant. The relationship is long distance and online but she obeys his instructions. Upon being told that she is going away to a conference for a weekend, the sub receives instructions. The instructions are to find men, every night, strangers all, no man twice in a row and no man to stay in her room all night....
It was no secret that she liked to flaunt a little skin. Her tops were always low cut and she liked clothes that clung to her curves. It wasn't necessarily that she liked a lot of attention from other men, no, she just liked the way it seemed to turn on her man. Men get that visceral thrill when they know other guys are checking out what they've got and wish...
Sweet Lorraine's, in the Big Easy, was smokey and dimly lit, but the beer was cold and the music was hot. It was a little off the beaten 'tourist' track, and that meant the audience was mostly locals. He sat on a chair, half-curled around the guitar. Malik on the trumpet and Big Boy E making musical love to the sax, stood a step or two to his right. Finger...