My mobile phone vibrates in my pocket. I reach in, take it out, thumb the screen and read the message I really need to see you - can we meet? hx I replied Sure, not much time though - nat is expecting me home. Car park by the bridge? 10 minutes. I put the phone away, put on my coat and shout my goodbye, carefully closing the door behind me. In my car I driv...
I looked up at that little fat man and held my hands up and said don't shoot little man! And he said "oh you have it all wrong I'm not going to shoot, you guys are" he laughed. He walked over and took his little pudgy hand in Cynthia's hair, and said, "So this is your fantasy huh?" And she shook her head yes looking up at him with her mouth full of Black coc...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (1 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * 1 Voicemail Message Jun 17, 2004 8:39AM EST Hi, honey! I know that you're in your big meeting this morning, but I wanted to tell you how much I love you. I'll be on the four o'clock flight but I've been thinking about what we'll be doing in a few hou...
I have a whole series of these stories written. They work pretty well as stand alone stories, all revolving around Tucker Sims and his porn studio, but some things will make more sense if you read them in the order they were posted. I hope you enjoy them. As usual, the people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Triple Play Tu...
Edited by tangentjoker. Great job. Thank you. ***** The two and a half weeks after the sex incident at the 'Club' was filled with a series of lovemaking sessions between Todd and his lovelies. It seemed the intensity of their sexual gatherings increased day by day knowing it would end soon. When Todd picked his well tanned and relaxed parents up from the a...
This is a fictional account. Beth Carr found herself walking home on the last day of school her senior year. She was between boyfriends and did not own wheels of her own. The bus, as a graduating senior, would have been to degrading to ride. As she walked, she thought about her life. She was graduating from West Little Rock High School in two days but witho...
This works best if you knew of my first wife. I didn't date in high school. Not even take a girl to a dance. I was a senior and she a junior. I had no idea who she was except she had a job taking tickets at the lunch room. I had graduated and was going to start classes at a business school in a couple of weeks. I had worked for a farmer since I was tens year...
Author's note: Well, I'm back. It's been a while and I'm very rusty; I haven't written in a long time, and the few pieces I started here and there I didn't like, but here's a little something that I hope everyone likes. I suck at proofreading because once I finish a chapter, I just want to post it, so excuse the typos and errors. Also, I appreciate and w...
The man with the limbs that were too big for comfort climbed the tree with a speed too fast for comfort, and shouted words at me that did nothing to comfort. "Woman!" he shouted with those giant lips and, by the Goddess, with a huge, revolting, swollen tongue. "Need you! Will have you! Use you!" He shrieked, he laughed, he climbed that tree like some great...
Sitting perched on one of my buddy Phil's comfy barstools; I sipped a cold beer, and watched a ball game I didn't much care about. Only, I wasn't exactly alone. Off in the kitchen, I could hear our wives laughing and giggling. Phil and his wife Hanna had invited my wife Carla and me over for dinner. But Phil's in Real estate, and hoping to close a deal, he w...