The cell door opened and I looked up to see a Hispanic looking men being ushered into the holding cell. The cell door clanked behind him and he took a seat on the bench along the opposite wall. We eyed each other for a bit and then he said: "Hey man, what you in for?" "Beating the shit out of a cop. You?" "Back child support. No shit? You stomped a cop?"...
It had been close to three months since my dream like encounter with the Latino landscapers. Nevertheless, every morning since, the memories kept coming back into my head. Most morning I would wake up and find myself touching myself in a caressing manner reliving the experience of the wildest sexcapade of my life. I had seen the boys on occasions from a dis...
By allforall Edited by techsan, thankyou, all mistakes by me * Roger's Story Maybe I should explain myself. I am Roger Evans, married to Nancy and work at Genius Computer Solutions. Oh, that doesn't help? Then let me throw some detail on your fire and see if that heats your knowledge up. Three years ago I graduated from Edison Community College with a de...
One of my favorite authors on this site is misterstan, mostly for how he is able to show the relative powerlessness inherent in some relationships. In the stories he published here, the female characters tend to be on the mean side. Lately, however, he's been writing amazing stories under the name Ben Boswell on that giant corporate site that sells everythin...
It was usually her that would be away. Family or friends taking her away for a long weekend. Or their new grand daughter for up to a week at a time. They had grown accustomed to that routine. Even developed some nice coping mechanisms to get them through those times apart. They missed each other dearly, but they always knew the length and duration of their t...
Jen walked gleefully down the hall to greet her favorite pupil. The thought of spending this regular hour with Greg always had her virtually skipping towards her door, a feeling that went beyond her appreciation of his boyish good looks and gentle, personable, manner. "Hey there Mr. Guitar." She smiled her usual greeting to him, a gently ribbing reference...
*********************************** This story deals with the subject of female masturbation. If that bothers your sensibilities whether they be moral or religious I suggest that you read something else. This is a lighthearted story about self love :) *********************************** I like to keep busy that's something that's in my nature. Ever since I...
For Tricia........who inspires me. A newborn wave my love is. Brave and bright in the sea of my life. Rising to foaming crests of emotional ecstasy, and crashing and splashing the joy of your presence on the shores of my thoughts. My moments with you, sparkle, like sundiamonds collected in the troughs of the sea. My heart soars with the gulls at your words....
A chance meeting some time back at a party turned into the most erotic encounter of my life. At a party some time back I (55 year old male) was introduced to a fellow called Kevin who was a travel agent that specialised in organising holiday tours for people with disabilities. Basically people with disabilities would book a holiday and Kevin would find an "...
Kathy got rid of her ex boyfriend Steve. She apologized to me, which was a first, for cheating and making a fool of me. Steve was her first boyfriend and they had to break up when he was sent to prison. He was her first love and when she ran into him one day she just got carried away. They came up with the idea of him pretending to be her brother so that the...