For those unfamiliar with the running term "hash run", a hash run (at least here in New Jersey) is a cross-country run of typically one to two hours' duration where nobody's running really seriously and alcohol is involved at the outset, at the end and sometimes at an intermediate point. My running group does a hash a few times a year in the NJ Pine Barrens,...
"Now boarding at gate 33 for Dublin," announced the loudspeaker. I took a spot in the queue. My wife and I had visited Ireland two years ago and had such an enjoyable time we vowed to return. Unfortunately, a few months after we returned from that initial trip she had passed away rather unexpectedly. The following few months were a blur as I adapted to the s...
When I woke the next morning Bill wasn't in bed. Apparently he's an early riser like my husband. It was still early and I wanted to stay in bed longer, but Mother Nature was calling and I had to pee. When I got up I realized my thighs were wet and sticky. Then I remembered I fell asleep last night with a cunt full of cum. Which obviously oozed out during th...
I was the new hire, the new Chief Information Officer for the firm. The position was new, but the owner had Big Plans for expansion. I was brought on to implement his vision by improving the hardware and software on which the company operated. As with all things business, you have to spend money to make money. The question was for how much money would I ask...
This is a resubmission of my previous story that was submitted before anyone edited the mistakes. I want to thank my good friend Gerard Miller and my wife for their help in Editing my story. They unselfishly devoted their whole weekend at our cabin editing my story while I stayed home to work on my next story. Introduction: My wife has to complete with a...
She hated shopping for clothes. She always felt like nothing fit well—she had to look at a hundred things to find one. And she hated spending money on an expensive dress she would only wear once or twice a year. But she wanted a nice party dress, something she hadn't bought for herself in a long time. He was being patient, searching the racks, chasing down...
Author's Disclaimer: Please enjoy the following story in the spirit it was written...Fantasy. This author always recommends safe and sane decisions with piercings done by a trained profession. * * * * * "Thanks, Bro. That cunt you set me up with? What a fucking nasty mouth!" David was in the middle of a set, but the gym weights slammed down with a sudden...
"What?" Basil asked as they entered the Play Room of the Sacher-Masoch Society in Plainview, New Jersey. "I said look at these pathetic guys, they're a passel of Basils-just like you honey!" Lindy said cheerfully. And it was true, there were about a dozen pudgy, balding men standing around, most of them with erections...but not like Basil's! Lindy had reall...
A couple of cars are parked far up a forest track. One is unoccupied. We are in the other - sitting side by side in the front. Music is playing on the CD. It's something you like to listen to when you need to wind down and catch some head space. In the distance, barely visible through the trees, the mountains of the Lake District soften a line from land to s...
I was returning home following a meeting with a prospective client. I am a freelance photographer and was feeling elated having secured the account, which was for the illustrations in his company's new catalogue. It was late July and very hot. The main road was very busy so I decided to use secondary roads and enjoy the fine weather. As the car climbed a sl...