Dedicated to my mentor and friend, the man who opened my eyes to a side of me I didn't know existed. * This week was going to be something special. Not that every Saturday wasn't special. Already, in the short time since he had discovered me and took me under his tutelage he had pushed my mind and body to heights I had never thought possible. He was the b...
A story with it's central character inspired by bootgrrl. It's a fantasy she tells me she'd love to play out in realty one day. Read it, and if you enjoy it then please vote. Also send feedback that you think could be relevant. Marisa found the pub easily. The place had been described to her by one of her internet connections who knew of her propensity to...
That weekend, Mark decided that him and his lovely young wife would start partying early, as planned. He had to run into the office early that day, and work until around 10:30. On the way home, he had stopped by the local neighborhood Kroger's and purchased a huge frozen strawberry margarita mix. Even though neither he nor Teresa were real big drinkers, if...
Swan's Song: Birds of a Feather CHAPTER 4 Swan had quite a day already, and it was only early evening. After sleeping in, she, Cardy and Ory all went to get massages. Then she had a perfumed bath, a delectable lunch, followed by a trip to the salon for her nails and hair. She felt like she should have been exhausted, but the whole day was so relaxing that...
I guess when it comes right down to it; my story is not much different than most married guys. I have a good looking wife who is much less interested in sex than I am. If I initiate sex, she will usually do it just to avoid an argument. But most of the time, she can take it or leave it when it comes to sex. At least that is what I used to think until the las...
"Come on Jess, the water will feel good," Eric whispered into her ear. I can't move... he must be crazy! She exhaled. Eric slid the silk, black stockings from her legs that still remained hugged around her thighs, and he laid them at the end of the bed. I need to think ... Jessica sighed. The hunger he inspired in her was too much to bear. He moved an arm...
The next morning Darla's newest friend and coworker, Shelly, called and woke her up out of her deep sleep. Shelly had called to see if Darla wanted to go for an early morning swim; however, Darla, who by now was wet thinking about Bruno and Isabella, suggested that Shelly come with and join her at the gym for aerobics. Shelly said she had already made an app...
Jersey Central Railroad Station, Jersey City, New Jersey, 9:55 Am. on Friday, the 26th of August 1947: My family and I had arrived at the station on the Leigh Valley's last morning commuter at 8:59 Am., riding from South Plainfield. I'm Josef von Franz, nineteen years old, graduated Summa cum Laude from Bound Brook High School and an All State Football Runn...
This is the second chapter in my String of Luck. Everything about this string revolves about Nella, my wonderful girlfriend. As most of you know by now, we met at a sculpting class a year and a half ago. The events told in the first chapter happened the during the first few days of our being together. This one is a bit more recent. You see, five months after...
Air stirred in the small cell. Small strands of hay danced, twirling and spinning around each other as warm wind found its way through the cracks and hallways of the palace. Young Theseus closed his eyes with a sigh, welcoming the fresh air. The man sat stiffly against the cool wall of his cell, strong arms crossed over his stomach. Despite his calm demeanor...