I had never done any chatting online until a friend introduced me to a game site which involved chatting. The first few times were nothing spectacular. I had been playing cribbage mostly. One day I decided to go to dominoes. That’s when everything changed. I started playing with this guy. I checked out his profile, which I find most chat rooms have. It was...
This is Faye writing my own account of when sparrow and I met. You can read either version first, mine or his, I don't think it matters! However, I'm not as confident as he is about my writing, so please be considerate if you comment. Nevertheless I hope you enjoy my side of the story. So here I was again spending another Christmas alone. Why did I always...
Before he saw her, he heard the cry. Tommy had been engaged with some of Two-Face's deadlier goons in yet another warehouse, the goons surprisingly matching up rather well with the Caped Crusader. Tommy had felled three of them but the fourth and fifth were tougher to take down than Tommy had anticipated. They synchronized their attacks, both of them attack...
I hate bachelor parties. It's not that I don't like hanging out with the guys, 'cause I do, and it's not that I'm averse to seeing naked women dance around, 'cause I'm not, but it's rather that marriage seems like such an unappreciated theme of a bachelor party. They don't seem to revolve around the joy of finding your one true love as much as celebrating th...
Still panting, she watched Him go, still unable to speak as the tears stung her eyes. She knew the hours would grow into days before she could expect to ever feel the caress of His hand...and the ice knives again. But that did not stop her from swearing that she would, and in time she would make Him scream her name. "Yes, He will scream my name" was the fin...
We make eye contact in a crowded nightclub. You're just what I'm looking for. I smile and invite you to my table with a little nod of my head. Your lip curls a little and you look away. I'm stung. I'm used to guys coming over, buying drinks, asking to dance, coming on to me. I take a breath and slip from my stool. You're leaning against the rail above the da...
Helene walked down the market town's High Street on a drowsy summer afternoon. The elastic had gone in her left stocking and it kept falling over her knee. She had escaped for the afternoon, escaped to meet her girlfriend, and the one day of the week when she would know where Miranda was. Johnson's department store, lady's fashions. The schoolgirl pushed op...
The mate swapping night was enjoyed by all. The usually quiet Bob was outspoken over breakfast as he bubbled over how exciting it had been to fuck my wife –Isabel- while I assured him that his wife –Sal- was an outstanding bed partner. We spent the rest of the week at our regular jobs, planning for a weekend together. Isabel and Sal being partners in the ar...
April 4. 11:34 P.M. The phone rang. It wasn't so much the fact that the phone rang that bothered Lyle Fenton, but rather which phone rang. Fenton's bloodshot eyes stared at it in disbelief. "Lyle, are you going to get that or not?" whined Tina from her usual perch in the upstairs bedroom. Lyle supposed he was, if only to shut Tina up. He rose from the cou...
Back to the story... The first night was absolutely incredible. Peta tasted wonderful and she had the most perfect body. Her breasts stood straight out and her nipples were perfect and dark. She had several orgasms that evening. It was the first time that I had ever made love to a woman who could have multiple orgasms and she had them almost continuously wh...