It starts with a glance. A simple sparkle in her eyes. That silent glimmer that invites me. Her usually round, inquisitive eyes narrow, and a passion floods in. I know that look well, and have come to love it. I've come to crave it. In the time that I've known her, I've come to both welcome it, and be enchanted by that silent lust-drenched stare. Mi amor co...
You've decided you have a story to tell and you think others will enjoy reading it. You have everything you need in your hand and in your head. You're determined and you're absolutely positive that you can do this. You saw 'Field of Dreams', so you know that if you write it, they will come. (Or cum.) Spell it your own way. It's your story. Hey, you're prepa...
Hey Alyssa, So I'm sitting here in my hotel room still trying to figure out what the hell just happened. I need to tell someone and, well fuck it, you've always been my judgement-free confessor. I actually tried calling your number but I guess you're sleeping (it's probably middle of the night there anyway, so oops, sorry), hence the email. Okay, let me b...
[Inspired by and dedicated to a very lovely Swedish woman The screenplay was submitted separately] Director's Diary 12.1.2011: We're waiting for Moi and Soi to get here, they're the asian ladyboys we've booked to play Toi and Noi. From their pictures they seem super hot and I think we'll get a boxcover that people will love. I picture Soi sucking off Moi...
"There is no crueler tyranny than that which is perpetrated under the shield of law and in the name of justice." ― Baron de Montesquieu Nothing green touched Vegas Vic's plate. The fired circle of porcelain was off limits to anything grown in the ground, at one time hanging from a vine, or initially dangling from a tree. The dinnerware obviously had an in...
A dub step remix of Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream" and the scent of wet pussies filled the air. Against a chair, a busty redhead steadied herself while doing a standing split. She was wearing nothing but a short, fluffy tutu encircling her tiny waist and dangerously high stilettos with satin ribbons crisscrossing her ankles and calves. A topless angel in go go...
You return to the car with your purchases. I've been good, listening to your previous orders not to relieve any of my built-up stress. "Drive to my office." You command. I check for on coming traffic and pull out into the lane. You immediately pull up your short skirt once again, part your legs and start to masturbate. You pinch your nipples as you continu...
Being born and raised in a big city I became accustomed to the whirlwind activity. I never really thought about life outside of the city or small towns that much, let alone visited one. I only heard of stories from friends and knew of the reputation that came along with small towns from movies and the like, but that was all about to change. I had turned 18 a...
Joan tentatively rang the doorbell of the rectory. She tried her best to display a neutral expression on her face. However, she was feeling extremely jittery after what had happened in the confessional that afternoon. Having assumed that it was crotchety old Father O'Connor sitting in the priest's compartment, Joan had talked about sexual fantasies and mas...
His name was Paul Wheeler. Paul was probably the kid who cried when his mother left him at kindergarten, the one picked last for every team, the loner who had spent the last few holidays alone with Jack Daniels, the type that had lived his life becoming easy prey. My type. My prey. I'd been stalking him for three weeks. Waiting. I could be patient when I nee...