Auden shook hands with his manager. "It was a great crowd tonight, Auden." Hal said. "Remember, you have to meet with Tusselbaum for the scoring tomorrow. You have composed-" "Yes, of course. Don't worry about it, Hal." Auden was thrilled to be doing the music for an actual movie. He enjoyed his work with the Buttermilk Falls Philharmonic and the CDs he'd...
The two of them had met nearly four months ago during a networking event. She was one of the people running the event. Her body had caught his eye, at first. Long, smooth legs clad in black stockings. A short skirt, just shy of being at a professional length. The tight, white blouse that left little to the imagination. Her blue eyes, hidden behind a pair of...
The next three days felt like the longest of his life. Each night, he would start talking to Juliet on the phone at 7 PM. By the time 8 PM rolled around, he would be naked on his bed, edging his cock. His voice was weak and hers was strong. It seemed like she was taking great joy in keeping him at the edge of sexual relief for hours each night. As their nig...
He returned to work on Monday morning, sore in ways that he had never even thought possible. Juliet's introduction to new pleasures had made him feel like a new man. Albeit, one with a sore backside and legs that felt like gelatin. Not once throughout the weekend though did he penetrate Juliet. It had always been the other way around. It really didn't occur...
Dear Shoeblossom In a salute to your "Taped Confessions" I am not going to tell you whether I'm Bree or Vanessa, I'll just let you guess. A Minnesota Farm Girl "Hey, Bree, it's Vanessa!" "Ness! How's it going? That was freakin' weird, yesterday. How much is that bitch going to take?" "I think I'm going to have to give up on Boomer, Bree. He and Tremain...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** (12 Hours Later - Apartment interior lit by afternoon light) LUCAS Bitch knows how to cook. Lowering my fork back into the Tupperware container, I jab it forward, forcing a carrot and a beef chunk against the plastic sidewall. I swipe them to my mouth. Chewing, my bent...
As I stepped into the welcome lounge, I saw him straight away. His height made him stand out from the crowd, but I was drawn to his eyes, intense and bearing into me as he saw me. His eyes spoke of things that we had discussed, promises made to have me on my knees within 30 minutes of being with him, and the pleasure that he would take from me. I flushed und...
I am in a hallway, on all fours, my ears on top of my head, my tail firmly planted in my rear end, blindfolded with ear plugs. There is a tug at the leash attached to my collar and I am led several feet into a room. A stool is slid under my stomach, the edge against the underside of my breasts, which are hanging down, and I am strapped down. Another stool is...
Everyone in this story is over 21 *** TOMMY, TOILET BOY I'm Tommy. I hang out in the rest area-the bathrooms-at Lennox National Park. Not the john where the families and nice people go to, but the other one, near the highway. The rangers call our toilet "The Place Where Time Forgot". They don't even bother to police it no more. It's like faggot heaven, y...
One of the biggest revelations he'd had when they started hooking up was how physically strong she was. He wasn't a big man, but he was solidly built and proud of his own strength. She, by contrast, was slender, with delicate features. So he was unprepared for the force with which she gripped his face when they first kissed, or for the firmness of the muscle...