"You fucking bitch!" was all I could manage, after she dropped the bombshell. "I'm so sorry," she replied, "I didn't mean to hurt you." It was mid morning, one Saturday, and Rachel, my then-girlfriend, was hunched on the sofa in my flat, face still pink from the winter chill, dark curls escaping from the woolly hat she hadn't yet removed. She'd just told m...
One day my wife and I won a cruise trip on the Mediterranean Sea aboard the steamer "Taras Shevchenko." We were very glad and couldn't believe our luck. In wonder we celebrated it with an awesome night of love. To be honest, I'd prefer to be aboard alone, without my wife, and regularly cheated on her old ass with young girls who could be easy fucks. During o...
It happened last month when I had the opportunity to make a fantasy come true for my girl Kathy. I have tried in the past to fulfill her dreams but this time I wanted to out do myself, and I did. Let me start by telling you how this all came about. About a year ago I had asked my girl about her sexual fantasies and she reluctantly told me some of them. She...
These are the smuttiest, dirtiest, ugliest most beautiful, wonderful, special kind of nights you will ever have as a ROCKSTAR. I've had one or two...hundred...and they've come in all different shapes and sizes... Mostly XL and XXL... One of my more memorable ones took place in Las Vegas... Before I begin this story, a little later in it I make an example...
She was my wife's best friend, and my biggest nightmare. Don't get me wrong I don't think you and your spouse should share all the same likes and dislikes, but this girl could make the Pope cuss. She was condescending on a good day and downright venomous on a bad day. What makes matters worse is that Heather was a real looker. She had a body that turned he...
1. Done. Another cup of coffee and I am going to puke. My back hurts and there is this effing knot at my neck again. Fucking program. I am not going to bother and test that piece of shit now. Need to get some more fags. Have a wank. Unwind. Skin up. Gotta check my mail first. If that fucking cunt is going to request yet another additional feature, I'm goin...
The insane author, Jenny Jackson, sat on a bench near the corner of 39th and 7th Avenue in New York with a yellow legal pad across her knees. The swirling snowflakes of late December danced at her feet as she watched her character, the Private Eye, Harry Dick, across the street. Harry was dressed as a Santa Claus bell-ringer. Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling... J...
Weather forecasts called for upper 80's and mostly sunny skies that week. Every possible summer outfit would be on display that week and it is exactly what he thought while driving to work. Even though it was only late May, it was a cold hard winter, a long up and down spring, and finally summer was on the rise. Only a month away, it was coming hard and fast...
"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted what he was doing to be okay. It was dreadfully important to be okay. Kare...
"Relax, everything will be fine," Evan murmured sweetly into Kat's ear while gently squeezing her hand. "Ah, I can't look, I can't look! Is it over?" squealed the young coed. "Are we in yet?" "Almost, hold on. Everything will be fine." Evan stated firmly. The plane bumped and skidded its way along the runway as it touched down, coming to a slow crawl. "O...