Rupert Carruth and his wife Emily are social stalwarts in the greater New York City area. Rupert, an icon of Wall Street, was not a man to be crossed. Men and companies had been ruined, because of a minor trespass into his domain. Emily, as his wife, and knowing the fear that he generated, was prone to throw her weight around. The Carruths were regulars at...
If you didn't like the previous story, you won't like this one. When we awake, Matt has already left for the day with a note that he will be working the beach bar again and to stop by when we are up and moving. We talk about getting something to eat but I decide that I want something else. "Get your married cunt back to bed so I can fuck it." We head back...
Clothing optional? Who do they think they're kidding? It was a nudie camp, plain and simple. The official name was "Summer Sun Camp (Clothing Optional)." From the moment I heard about it I knew I had to go. In mid-life I had discovered I had a latent propensity toward voyeurism and exhibitionism. My girlfriend, and sometimes lover, Lisa, agreed to go with m...
The day of our vacation in the sun had finally arrived, and not a moment too soon. My husband and I were both feelings the post-winter blues and Spring had not come soon enough. I had undertaken all the requisite bodywork necessary for a month in the tropics - regular workouts at the gym over the winter, preparatory sessions at a tanning salon, and a bikini...
Edward watched his wife get dressed from the corner of his eye as he tied the tie around his neck. "Honey, why don't you show some leg?" "Edward!" said Claudia perturbed, but smiling. She liked that after ten years of marriage, her husband still couldn't take his eyes off her. "I'm serious," said Edward. "If this deal goes through, we stand to make one mil...
The cute dark-haired flight attendant gave him a nice smile and handed him a visitor packet. "Have a wonderful time during your stay. This should give you some ideas for things to do." Asch had waited until last to disembark so he could chat with her. He had the impression that she had paid more attention to him than was strictly necessary during the fligh...
Day 2 A knocking on the passageway door awoke Janet, the vibrator lay on the pillow beside her head. She had vague recollections of erotic dreams throughout the night, of waking and sucking the rubber cock before drifting back to her pleasant dream filled night. "Next dive starts in an hour, breakfast's ready in the galley," the voice from the passageway c...
Disclaimer: Again. Not mine. Rating: A forget it. Buffy and Angelus. What do you think the Rating is. By now, I’d say I’m being a tad redundant. Feedback: Pretty please. The more feedback I get, the faster I right. Like sex: the more attention I get from you, the more attention I’ll give to your needs J Email: to the link below. Note: I added a teeny bit of...
©2003, k.x. Halfway to the alien habitat, Govinda contacted the spacesuit through the interface net in his cybskin. He thought a series of commands: reverse thrust, line us up for a matching orbit, make sure to bring us in aft of the hab, scan for threats. The suit's non-sentient brain made a course calculation in two picoseconds, then swung the stalks of i...
I had been trying to write a Great American novel for years but had only succeed in writing an episodic tale of a town, an episodic tale of a singer, and a convoluted science fiction story. My agents found online publishers for each but not print publishers. My agents were a lesbian couple that would kindly be described as colorful. I described them as batt...