The other day I was reminiscing about a period in the 60's when for a period in time I visited strip clubs in London's Soho. They were generally seedy places, in dingy basements, these are always so erotically charged for me. Anyway most were a small basement room, with a small stage, the girls entered and left via a door to one side of the stage. The seats...
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Dear 12076548, I've never done anything like this before but I hope that you'll be patient with me. I read your personal ad on the jail website. I don't know what struck me more, your picture or what you'd written. You have beautiful eyes, so deep and blue, but they were so very sad. My heart felt as if someone had squeezed it when I gazed at your picture....
Katie Monk, dressed in those kind of pink shorts that flair out in a cute way at the bottoms and with her magnificent top crammed into a plain white shirt that threatened to have its buttons blown off by tit pressure, looked up the street and finally smiled. She spotted Rick's cream and red 1959 Lincoln convertible approaching a low speed. Mick always drove...
My friend and I are both married, my wife and I are very close with he and his wife. As couples we have done a lot together, with very few secrets between us. We have skinny dipped a lot with them at their house, and have become very comfortable being naked around each other, even a little touching of each others spouse wouldn't even raise an eyebrow. We hav...
It's strange. Just two weeks ago, I couldn't even get her to touch me. To say the passion my wife once had for sex had faded would be an understatement. She was a woman like no woman I have ever met. At least in the beginning. When we first got together, if I wanted my cock sucked, she bobbed at the chance. If I wanted my balls sniffed, a ball sniffer she...
I confess it freely and deny it not--I am a quibbler, and I love to quibble. That's copy editing. I say I won't mess around with plot, character or continuity. Those are the provinces of the author. I do the mechanicals--spelling, grammar, syntax, sentence structure. They are the off-putting little details that distract the reader, when the reader should b...
"Give her all you've got Mr. Scott," Captain James T. Kick yelled into the intercom from the bridge of the Starship, Enterprise. "Aye Captain, I'm giving her every inch I have right now," Mr. Scott yelled back as the view screen on the bridge switched to the engine room. A young female technician was bent over a console with Mr. Scott's knobby dick flying i...
It was a beautiful spring day when Fred Phelps showed up at my school, the University of Maryland College Park. In case you don't recognize the name, Fred Phelps is a Kansas minister. A very conservative Kansas minister. Now what, you might ask, was a conservative Kansas minister doing at the University of Maryland? He was there to protest. Actively utili...
Remember Rear Window, the old Alfred Hitchcock movie? Jimmy Stewart was stuck in his Manhattan apartment with a broken leg, and observed love, angst, creativity, and even murder through his, yes, rear window. I mostly saw sex through mine. I was still a bit new in NYC in the early '80s. Had a 5th floor walk-up in a slummy building. It was a classic illega...