The ridges from the cane on her bottom told her she was in for more punishment, in public too, when the final curtain fell. The sound system was turned up as Michael Jackson belted out "Thriller" the excitement of the crowd was visible from the poor people right at the back to the Mayor and his guests at the front. The curtains part and Petra joins the res...
"I was sure you were going to get the manager's job at the bank's new branch over on Castle, Don. Maybe it's because you can't be spared from this branch." "No, Ted, I don't think I'll ever be given a manager's job." "I don't understand." "Let's take our coffees over to the corner table there and I'll see if I can explain it." We'd planned on just pickin...
I learn important lessons and we join the circus. ***** Scorpius1945 Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and an...
NOTE: For those of you joining us for the first time, this story is a chapter from Rubirosa's series "C*ck Star." The chronicle focuses upon the private life of a public figure. As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, SAMSON lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. This story recounts our hero's youthful exploits as a lusty high s...
Breakfast was a somber affair. I ran a bath for Lacey and let her soak while Lance and I prepared scrambled eggs and toast. After she dressed, we sat at the kitchen table and watched television while we ate. Lance tried to cheer Lacey up but his happy words only succeeded in making her cry. "What the hell did you do to her last night?" "He didn't do anythi...
3 weeks out on the road, making a living, there's got to be a better way then spend countless nights and days on the road meeting somewhat almost impossible deadlines. As I've done many times in the past, I call home and let the wife know that am less then 8hrs out and I'll be in her arms soon, and once again, we'll have a whole week to ourselves. One of th...
Thinking back, it all started because our sex life had begun to get kind of routine. Not that our seven year marriage wasn't a happy one. Kathy is the love of my life, and I know she feels the same about me. But you know how it is. After a while, you just have to work harder to generate that freshness, that novelty. And if you want to know the truth, over...
Author's Note: This was originally written as a poem. It's gonna read like a poem. If you don't like poems, I'd pack it up and move on. You're doing your best one-handed handstand trying to fuck the girl with jerky breath because you're mad at me. Stressing your tense muscles all for that glorious scene of me waltzing into your room, stopping dead in my tr...
I psyched myself out for this six-hour plane ride to Madrid. I lucked out and nabbed a window seat thanks to a would-be passenger who probably was jacking off in the airport loo in lieu of boarding this flight. "Yo no soy Señor Valencia Garcia Fernandez. Yo soy una mujer," I said to a haughty flight attendant before she walked away, puzzled, three hours ago...
It is worth reading the first two parts of this story before reading this one. Constructive feedback is welcome. * Emma and Ellie sat in the internet café. There was a problem with their plane and they were unlikely to be leaving for another four hours at least. Both girls had thought Adam was being paranoid when he said, "Email me if there is any problem...