Oh great! This was freaking wonderful! I got out of the car, and slammed the door. I looked at it for a long time, cursing it since it had just broken down on me. I kicked the car, and then looked around. I cursed myself also, for not buying a new car; this piece of junk was always breaking down on me. I began to walk, I wasn’t that far from my house, but th...
Chapter 2: Inside The Bungalow Once we entered Jon was quick to open a bottle of wine for Kate and I and a couple of beers for him and Jon. The bungalow was very nice and I was dying to ask how much it costs for a week but I thought that rude. The main room was large with one area set up as a living room complete with a couch and two chairs as well as a TV...
This is a story about Donna Polk who lived on a small farm with her husband, father-in-law and brothers-in-law. First, let's get all the informational facts and explication out of the way, so we can get down to the story: When Donna married Reece Polk, she moved onto the small family farm, which was owned by Turk Polk, Reece's father. The Polk family cons...
“Gentleman, you have never, ever seen a magic trick like this. Porn meets illusion.” Fuck David Blaine. And the over-hyped, under-achieving shit that he peddles as magic. Sure, the street magic stuff is okay, but there’s no fucking magic in standing on a pole. Or in a freakin’ box. For Christ’s sake. Magic is all about illusion. It’s about fooling the eye,...
It seems that one of the overwhelming favs of you two or three or 40,000 or so fans are the two Guy Story stories. So in that never ending desire to please, here's another installment to drool over as Mark is led around like a slut by that wicked TV slut Brandy- - -hope ya love it! After the all night session with Brandy, her brother and god knows how many...
Jacob Walters stood before the sink and looked at the face that was staring back at him in the mirror. It was a haggard face. A face that had weathered a lifetime of disappointments. A face that showed defeat in every wrinkle, and desperation in the eyes. How did I come to this? Jacob thought. Jacob hung his head and looked into the sink. He turned on the...
My wife Kristy, arrived home from work at 5:26 PM. Around 6, she was awaiting a call from one of her old "friends." She hadn't seen him in almost a year, and last talked to him on the phone a week ago. Ever since their brief affair two years ago, they had maintained a reasonably amicable friendship. A phone call here, a mid-day lunch there, all purely innoce...
[ Please read "My Invitation" (in Erotic Couplings) and "My Invitation: Grand Opening" (in Group Sex) as they are the beginnings of this tale. There is no explicit sexual activity in this chapter. The relationship between Nick and Kim is so much more than sexual, and totally sexual. I encourage women who read this story to write me, letting me know the feeli...
The snow had been falling steadily all day and the roads were treacherous. I was relieved to round the final corner and turn in to my cul-de-sac. I smiled and shook my head. Before my car was my driveway and walk, both shoveled. It was the work of my neighbor, Wilf, and much appreciated. He now was busy shoveling his driveway. I slowed to a stop, lowered th...
If I hadn't been drunk on my ass I might have noticed the weather report. But then since I was drunk on my ass I didn't even realize I shouldn't have been driving, either. Barely 23 years old, I was doing the usual, hitting the gogo bars looking for some action. Normally I did pretty well, the girls showed off their stuff and I had a few dollars in my jeans...