There is no mercy in the American night. Uncle Gregory used to drink a lot and oftentimes he’d talk a good deal when he drank and he was that singer of the honky tonks and bars and road houses. His life was where lonely men puked up lost souls in the carnage and vapor and steam and the neon of another shattered series of nonchalant and broken encounters of c...
Chapter 19 (Revival) "I have Numchucks. Please get in touch with me. IMPORTANT." Was the message on my E-mail. Thirteen messages from Sandra. I was back in Riverside and she was still at The Pines. Separated but kept in contact through e-mail a few random calls. Two years later and get a message like that. I was trying to shake the idea that this was poss...
Arlo and I sit on the trunk of his car in the planetarium parking lot. The clouds are so heavy I can't see the moon. He passes me the vape pen. "What do you think is up there?" I blow out a plume of vapor. "Is it the time of year for the Big Dipper or the Little Dipper?" Arlo takes the pen and tips his head to the sky. "You can see them both at the same t...
My fingers are shaking as I fumbled to get my apartment door open. I feel your heat on my neck as you lean over me to check what's taking so long. "You need any help?" you ask as you take the key from me. I freeze as your arm brushes against mine. I can't wait to get out of this public place. You got the door open and I stumble inside, pulling you with me...
Her hand cupped his balls. Her other hand slowly moved up and down his penis. Her eyes gazed intently at the slot at the end of his shaft. She waited patiently for his white substance to jump out of the opening. As she applied a little more pressure to the underside of his shaft, she anxiously awaited the spurt of semen she knew would reward her for her pati...
Wanted to share a true story of the first time I met lani. I was about 20 at the time and being a typical 20 year old horny male, decided to check out some of Auckland talent in the form of strippers. Though rather than the flash new expensive ones, I'd try an old classic and went to the Las Vegas Strip Club on Auckland's K road. Entering up through the...
You look up at the sight in front of you. Beyonce Knowles is on her knees sucking your dick. You don't know how she got in your room, crawled on your bed or why she is doing this, but you don't care. "Wow, I don't even know you," you say, "Why are you here?" "Relax, honey. I'm just here to BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP..." You are awoken...
I wake up. Slowly rising from the bed, I put my hands to my skull tenderly, feeling as though I’ve gone a few rounds with a jackhammer in a head butting contest. That’s weird, I think to myself. I didn’t have anything to drink last night. Ambling along at an old mans pace, I shuffle into the kitchen to get some coffee brewing. The place is pretty clean, I’m...
"Fuck, Dean, careful with that expensive camera gear. Put it in my room, while I check out the spa." "On it, Pearl," I replied. Pearl Campbell's a best-selling wildlife photographer specialising in wetland birds and waders, hence her luxury hotel booking overlooking the Norfolk Broads estuary marsh, awaiting birds migrating from summer feeding grounds in t...
*Follows on from "Tara's Party Fantasy" and "Tara's Party Exploration" * A few weeks passed where Tara couldn't get the thoughts of Lisa's body out of her head. The feeling of both her and Al being pressed against her and inside of her made her pussy instantly tingle and warm. The next party the friendship group had, she knew she had to have her way with Al...