A couple of weeks ago I received a call from an old workmate and friend, Tony. Tony and I had worked together for a couple of years and although we hung out occasionally we never did get to be the best of friends that men sometimes achieve. One of the reasons was that my wife Jolene never did warm up to Tony, she said she felt he was always checking her out...
NOTE: This is a fictional report, strictly from my imagination. Any semblance to reality (person, place or thing) is purely by accident. No disparagement of anyone is intended; it is just a story. [VO = voice over] A Special Report by Cassie Robbins. [Cassie VO] This week marks the 100th anniversary of the ABS, the American Barberettes Society, a group of...
He knew what turned her on. He knew exactly where to touch her. He knew the points of pressure that would elicit the deepest, most uncontrolled response from her. He had always known it seemed. He had seemed to know, even before he knew her. They had been out to dinner with friends that evening. A very trendy, hip restaurant, that most people had to wait fo...
Frustrated once again by his wife's complete lack of interest in sex, Harry grabbed his car keys and rushed out of the house. It was a Saturday afternoon and he really had no idea what he wanted to do, he just had to get out. As he drove he thought perhaps he might go by a bar or something, perhaps have a few drinks. He let his mind wander, picturing a scen...
Pure fiction. Many thanks to my editor, Wicked Inside. ***** As I entered, the familiar noise and smells hit me. This sports bar in Bend, Oregon, was my place, my one indulgence. I looked around with a feeling of nostalgia. The place was packed. It was Monday evening, after dinner, and Monday Night Football had at least an hour to go. A roar of approval ro...
A few years ago I took a summer off from my graduate studies and worked as a head life guard for a summer camp. One of my friends had set me up with the job knowing a few months away in the mountains would do me good. While there I had a number of sexual escapades I would like to share with you all. This will be the first in a series of stories. For backgro...
His beat up old Ford shuddered under the power of the idle; he really needed to turn it down some. The cop in the intersection hadn't moved. At least the procession of Santas on Motorcycles had finally begun to creep by. Santas in July, stupid. Behind him, someone honked. Sighing, he cut the engine and slouched in his seat. The headlights from the motorcycle...
Sunlight streams through the window, coaxing my eyes into opening. Grimacing, I try stretching. My hands are tangled in the blankets, pinning me in place. My legs, too, are tangled, and I experience momentary panic. Claustrophobia, you know. My eyes ease open. I fell asleep with my glasses on again, dammit. As my eyes adjust to being open I notice several...
Note: The following is an "edge play" fantasy, which means things like infection and accidentally severed veins and arteries do not happen, and the characters magically heal just like they do in action films. NOT SSC and NOT intended as a description of BDSM lifestyle. ***** The door opened and Hugo looked up from the screen of his notebook, which display...
The door to my dark cell screeched open. A Gamorrean guard grabbed my arm, nearly yanking it out of its socket, and dragged me across the cement floor, down the hall to Jabba's throne room. He threw me onto a raised cushioned platform. I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light. Bib Fortuna began to speak, "...and this Human will sexually pleasure Aayla Sec...