The sun came up to the east of Lake Kironos spreading a brilliant sparkle across the water. With the warmth nurturing across his body Garrison Dhorne stirred. Forcing his sleepy eyes open to be pleasantly blinded by the light show. That and the boot heel of a certain redheaded Contractor nudging his rib cage, "Get the hell up you bum. This is private pro...
Suddenly, the owner of the club appeared on the scene, but taking care as was his usual practice when arriving on the scene of a "private", to stamp noisily, before entering the downstairs room. This afforded the man, whose fingers, up to this point, had been probing rudely deep inside of me, to remove these fingers, and replace his now, wet hand between his...
This is my first story. I've never written about any of my encounters before, until recently when I've been wanting to re-live them in my head. I thought it would be an interesting story. Any feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy :] --------------------------------------------- It feels like I haven't been used in ages. I'm too much of a scared sissy. I fi...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [Elements of incest are touched upon but are not integral to the story plot.] * "You DO understand me, don't you, I? I am saying that you are a no account bum that will never amount to anything. You cert...
It was the most amazing thing to wake up with Staci the next morning. I'm still working on the whole guilt thing. Specifically, whether I should feel guilty and how I should deal with it. I know how this started - I introduced Staci to Jack so he would get to fuck a black woman, so he wouldn't cheat on me with a black woman. And here I am, doing just that...
It all started, I think, because I couldn't get her to stop singing Melissa Manchester songs. Not that I particularly hated Melissa Manchester, mind. She is a fine singer, and under other circumstances I might even appreciate her. But not now. Not with Cheryl. Cheryl is my girlfriend. Of course, she's a lot more than that now, maybe better, certainly differ...
FEBRUARY 3, 2001 Starla smiled as she worked on the liver and onions. Oliphant was still going on. "I just don't understand, Starla, how you can continue to associate with these working class types. I hoped that living in my house would bring you and Ken up a bit. you do, after all like some classical music." Oliphant looked hopefully at her. "Must yo...
Kevin continued to follow his step mom around like a puppy dog. He relished every chance he got to get naked for her, and loved when she would dress down a bit - sometimes in a pair of tight shorts, sometimes she would even walk briskly from the bathroom to her room in just a bra and panties. Ah, those were the best days. But poor Kevin just could not stay...
Jim and Sandi were at a rowdy party given by their new friends from the amateur theatrical group. They'd recently moved to the city and the party was billed as a chance to get to know the members. Someone also suggested that the party was important in deciding who would be auditioned for the key roles in the planned autumn production of Anything Goes, the Co...
This story could or should have been placed in the humor section. I know, but whose to say that two fractured souls can't find love in the most unlikely places? Not me, certainly. I hope you have as much fun reading the story as I had making up this shit. LYG *** I'd been on the road for twenty hours or more before I even started to wonder why. I knew go...