Why is it some mornings you wake up with the world on your shoulders? I looked in the mirror and suddenly felt my middle age. I fussed with my hair. There seemed to be more grey than ever. "What time is it?" Bob said, sleepily from the bed, stretching and yawning. I looked at the clock on the bedside table right next to him, wondering why on earth he coul...
Patron Saint of a hundred hangovers knows the score of the Game. He doesn't bother with trifles like friends & family, jobs & jabber, he has all the answers in one cupped hand. Sitting atop a glass mountain with a nose of broken blood vessels, he laughs at all the little people below, scurrying everywhere with so little to show for it. When their disillusio...
The Bowing Tea Leaf café was separated by a small pond that couldn't have been deeper than two feet. Red-Eared Sliders sat on the rocks in the pond and hoped for sunlight, but instead receiving nothing but the beating of the wind outside, which surreptitiously blew the snow around into small and hidden whirlwinds. And the Koi in the pond swam endlessly in ci...
I have been sitting on the bench for several minutes, catching my breath after the run up here, looking at the scenery, lost in my own thoughts, when I suddenly hear the rustling sound of steps behind me. I turn around and see a woman walking towards me. "Hey there," she says and smiles at me. "Hey," I reply, hesitating a little, somewhat annoyed that the...
It's a surprisingly warm night for fall, probably one of the last nice ones we'll have until next spring. We're out on a rare "date night;" rare because raising a rambunctious toddler doesn't leave you much time (or money) to enjoy each other like we used to pre-baby. So we're out strolling amongst families and kids at the last night of the state fair. The l...
The interior of the truck cab was dark as we sped along the highway. The radio hummed quietly in the background, not loud enough to sing along, but enough to keep the silence at bay. From my vantage point in the passenger seat I was taking full opportunity of the darkness to admire Mike's handle of the truck without him noticing. He was concentrating on the...
Their bedroom door is open as you pass by. The birds singing awoke you early. You put on your robe as you go to the bathroom. Quietly you pass by their door, you see that they are asleep. The warm night meant the need for covers were negated. As you pass by, as anyone would, you glance. You stop in your tracks as you see his cock, flaccid but big. It rested...
*I know a lot of people prefer to have a story line and background for these types of stories, but I did not include too much of a plot, so this is mostly a quick scene. If you don't like that, then don't read it. Other than that, I hope you enjoy!* First, looking over you, I stand in the doorway, eyeing your curious body shape. I try to depict what emotion...
I awoke groggily with cotton-mouth, and then had an intense start. Have you ever woken up in a strange place - a hotel room, on a drinking buddy's couch, the in-law's guest bedroom, etc. - and you experienced a momentary jolt in the lower registers of panic that subsides almost immediately upon remembering where you are and how you got there? This was simila...
Eleven For the life of her Diana could not understand what a wonderful feeling it was when Angela's hips began bucking thrusting her pubis further into her willing mouth. Gratified that her ministrations were having the desired effect, she increased her activities until Angela was screaming with abandon. "Yes, do it. Oh . . . .my . . . God!" Grasping both...