Many thanks to my editor (you know who you are), your work is greatly appreciated. A special thank you to my friend, MR B, (you know who you are) for sharing his expert cunnilingus techniques, if only by the written word. Most of what you are about to read are his thoughts, his ideas, his words, I merely put them into story form for the reader's literary en...
Back in the 60s and 70s, there were businesses that sold merchandise that you wouldn't find in your local K-Mart. Items like incense, black-light posters and bootleg records, along with paraphernalia that was used in conjunction with herbs that created illegal smiles. It was during a rainy day that I ducked inside one of these places, mostly to get out of t...
I'm a fantasizing exhibitionist. Nothing excites me more than the thought of showing off my naked body in public places. I often daydream about parading around in the buff downtown during lunch hour or strolling nude through the mall on a Friday night, my fully exposed cock and balls swaying shamelessly to and fro as I sashay my naked, overweight, middle-age...
I often share my experiences of the past with my wife of two years Peggy, and she listens intently, I can tell they turn her on, and more likely as not the stories lead to passionate love making. I never dreamed that my stories would embold Peggy into creating a memory of her own. It was a hot day in July, just before the 4th, hot enough to fry the proverbi...
He was a librarian. Not a very common profession for a young man, but he didn't mind it too much. It was a relaxing job for a second year grad student who needed to eat and pay bills. He was able to work, study, and make a modest living all at the same time, the only real shame about this job is how much of his free time it took up. The librarian pushed hi...
I would like to thank Lazlo Zalezac for allowing me to post in his Damsels in Distress universe. Here I am, lying in a hospital bed thinking for about the hundredth time: 'just what the hell am I going to do now?' Maybe I should introduce myself, and give you a little background. My name is staff Sergeant Jacob Thompson USMC. I will soon be medically ret...
Chapter 12 -- The medical subject Trish spent the following four days helping Flora. She hoped that Pierre junior might be around, but unfortunately he lived in Gannet Cove and only visited his parents on occasion. Just as well...because Trish would have gotten herself in trouble had he been in the house. Flora could tell that Eve's servant was becoming mo...
They pulled up in front of Club Rosas. A cool breeze was blowing, it was nearly 22:00 and they were dot on time for their appointment. Bob and Julie walked up to the heavy oak door and she pressed the bell. Almost instantly, the door opened and an attractive man in his early forties smiled at her. She smiled back. "Hello, please come in. Julie and Bob, fi...
"Hello Ms. Learner." That voice, one that had been in countless fantasies when I was a bespectacled, brainy and horny teenager, caught me so off guard that I nearly dropped the punch I was holding. It was my ten-year high school reunion, held in the ballroom of the same hotel we had had our Senior Prom. I only came to show certain members of my class that e...
James woke the next morning to find himself hugging Karin's right thigh. He kissed and pushed his face into her soft pale skin. Embracing just one of her strong thighs was certainly less incapacitating than having his head trapped between her thighs. One at a time, her thighs were soft and warm and worth kissing again. His attention then turned to the chain...