The dimly lit room was filled with the sounds of people talking, laughing and generally having a good time. There were several brightly lit areas where lamps hung low over the pool tables in the back, illuminating the games that were in play. It was at one of these tables that Michael Hawthorne could be found, deep in concentration. He could be seen, almost...
I don't know what it was that made me start masturbating in Frankie's shower; it certainly wasn't the fact that I was dog-tired after a long flight. Maybe it was the sultry steam floating lightly about the bathroom or the hot drops of water cascading over my back, but I found myself pushing two fingers deeply between my legs and gently pressing at aroused fl...
I had just gone through my divorce and was feeling lousy, actually worse than lousy, I was pissed at the world, at women, the whole fucking thing. 30 years down the drain, and she gets more than half, where is the justice? I mean, I expected her to get half, even though she refused to work the last 10 years of marriage. Hell, I'd said, as long as she didn't...
It was nearly 10 p.m. when Paul called. He was the night manager at the restaurant where I worked. He called me at home on a fairly regular basis so I didn't think much of it when I saw the caller I.D. He said he was looking for some logbook and wanted to know if I knew where it was. I told him to call his mom, the day manager, but he didn't want to wake her...
This story is pretty much true as written. My name is Amber. I am 29 years old and for the past six months I have been "dating" a guy named Keith. Dating does not really describe what we do, as we have a somewhat unique relationship. Keith likes me being his big tit slut and I like being his slut, so when we are together, that is what I am. I dress the way...
As one grows older, memories fade. However, some remain, and when thought of, they can make our bodies and minds react in ways that could make us blush. Some have those effects on me, especially the thoughts of my sexual "firsts." While reminiscing about these times, one in particular remains fresh in mind. Trevor had been a good friend of mine for years....
This is my first attempt at something non-human, I hope you enjoy reading it. I was told it would be better without the sex. I'll let yall decide. Hidden in mist beyond human reach, is Tir Nan Og (Land of The Young), Where the Faeries live and play. The sacred Hawthorn Tree flourishes amongst endless wild flowers and flowering trees. Humans never see its b...
The two men sat in easy chairs in the library on that cold autumn afternoon. Each had a snifter of Remy Martin VSOP brandy in hand. They casually sipped it, gazing out beyond the patio to the lawn and a small lake. In the distance were oaks to whose limbs clung the last dying leaves of the season. It was a time for quiet reflection; for remembrance of things...
It has been a very, very good day. But then, almost every day is a good day in the cool of the woods during the height of August in upstate New York. Several things worked together to make this day in particular a very, very good day. First, they were away at camp - their weekend retreat from Memorial Day to Labor Day. It wasn't anything fancy, just a park...
This story is related to my story "The Beginning" but was written entirely by me. The characters are the same, but this tale is not a cyber chat...it is a fantasy that I wrote from the desire to meet my internet lover in real life. Enjoy, and any feedback you may have is, as always, welcome and appreciated. J *** Stretching her arms above her head to relie...