The events and conversations in this story are true. It happened in the mid 1960s. The names have been changed. * It was a Monday morning and I was sitting in the company cafeteria with a group of engineers drinking coffee before starting our day. Looking across the room I noticed a mature, sophisticated, well dressed woman. She looked to be in her late...
Nearing the end of a sunny day in mid June somewhere west of Chicago on I-80. As the Ford Flex continued its long journey to Las Vegas she changed the radio from the fading FM channel they had been listening to, over to the music they brought with them. Selecting a sultry tune by Ali Farka Toure and Ry Cooder she shifted in her seat, closed her eyes and felt...
Disclaimer: I tend to float all over the map, so bear with Me on that, and have patience, please. When I write sometimes, it's more free thought writing, not organized, and things tumble out. Regardless, it's all raw and from My soul, heart, mind, body, and spirit, as they all speak when I write. (Sometimes all at once, and it's distracting........hee hee)...
I walked up to the end of the laneway. On either side were high red brick walls with blue-star vines hanging over the tops. A narrow strip of well-cut lawngrass travelled up on one side of the lane, and a two-paver wide footpath travelled up along the other side. It was a little cloudy overhead. And pretty cold. I was wearing a long sleeved two-ply cashmer...
I woke up with the beautiful sun shining through the windows and Juliet's mouth on my cock. I saw her head bob under the blankets as she swirled her tongue around the tip and plunge back in until she was deep throating me. I was still dazed from sleep as I reached under the covers and fisted my hand in her hair. "Fuck," I groaned. She swallowed my cock...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction, exploring taboo fantasies, not an endorsement of behavior, sexual or otherwise, in real life. Remember: Keep it Safe, Sane, and Consensual! ---- The street flickered under a cacophonous array of multicolored light. Half burnt-out street lamps competed with gaudy LED signs and rapidly moving light projections for th...
After our first time together I was dying, I mean dying to be with her again. I couldn't think of anything else. I don't remember our second time together specifically but we started getting together during lunch, after work and sometimes before work. We were fucking in my SUV mostly, but also staircases, parking garage and one time outside at night on a ben...
"I can't believe you talked me into wearing this," Amy muttered. "What?" I tried not to grin, but how could I not? The love of my life, the woman I wanted to spend my life, gave me a dirty look. She had agreed that I could pick her movie for the drive-in. For a brilliant woman, she occasionally made mistakes. That would be why she was currently decked out i...
Outside it was raining hard and the leaden skies looked forbidding through the gap in the lace curtains. It had been forecast to be cold, wet day and in some places snow was expected. Anne stretched and gave a yawn as she awoke. Glad of the warmth of her bed -- and of a centrally heated house -- she decided that today would not be a day for going far if at a...
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