「ザキさん、こんなクソ寒い夜中になんの用ですか」 空気も凍るような寒さの夜、理由も告げずに俺を稽古場へ呼び出した小劇団の先輩、崎山に不満を隠さず声を掛けた。そこは、稽古場というより廃倉庫といったほうがしっくりくるボロ屋で、風が吹かないだけ外よりマシという状況だった。貧乏劇団ゆえ暖房器具など置いてすらない。 「おう、すまねぇな、森田。ちょっと見せたいもんがあってな」 「金貸してくれってのは無しですよ」 「そんなんじゃねぇよ。芝居の話だ、芝居の」 崎山はもう四十も半ば、芽の出ない役者だ。売れない理由は、今時となっては珍しい「飲む」「打つ」「買う」と三拍子を見事に揃えた素行の悪さが、業界中に知れ渡っているせいだった。どこぞの脚本家の奥さんに横恋慕して旦那に殺されかけただの、賭場で負けて裸で電車に乗って留置所に入れられ...
He and She meet in a chat room on the net.... H: Do you want me to give you an orgasm? S: Ha, you give me an orgasm? here and now? how? H: Well, let me show you! S: Ok, you can try! H: How are you dressed just now? S: Only in a top and undies H: See-through top? S: Yes H: What material? S: Silk H: What colour? S: Black H: Feels good on your body...
This is a continuation from 'The Farmer's Wife - Day 1, 'The Farmer's Wife - First Night', 'The Farmer's Wife - Day 2' and 'The Farmer's Wife – Second night'. To understand the plot so far and the characters please read those first. I awoke again late, 10 o'clock. I stretched under the white cotton sheet; it was another warm day. I thought back over the p...
He walks to the other side.....adjusts his position.....raises the crop...brings it down viciously on the bare flesh of her thigh. "OWWWW!!!!" She grimaces, her neck held up to the pole, hooked thru the rings on her dog collar. Her thigh ripped by a searing pain. "Uhhh! Oooohhh! One!" He brings the crop down again. A swish-h-h-h-h-h... then crack!! "OHH...
I am a self-confessed sing -along junkie. I am so addicted to it, that I have my very own magic-mike karaoke system at home, that allows me to sing along to literally hundreds of songs at a push of a button. My karaoke system is also special, in that it has a built in scoring system that rates your performance from 0 to 100 and, therefore , lets you know whe...
This exchange of messages between husband (in italics) and wife was found on an unlocked cell phone left on an airplane. Someone may have burned their thumbs creating this: W—Are you there? H—Yes. W—What are you doing? H—Sitting in SBUX. I should be working on the novel but I'm blocked. W—So tell me a dirty story. You never seem to block on those. :) M...
They had arranged to meet at the apartment... When they last spoke, he instructed her not to stimulate herself in any way during the day prior to their meeting...No nipple play, no pussy play, and certainly no clitoral play. He wanted her to be very horny when he arrived. She reluctantly agreed but he could hear in her voice that she wouldn't obey. He knew...
She whimpers, frantically running her face under the shower, opening her mouth catching water, spitting it out. The foul taste has seeped into her being. She cannot clear it from her nostrils, her sinuses, her mouth, her tongue. She dips her head, her hair down under the showerhead. "Thank god for this short hair," she thinks. She shampoos it out quickly...
This story was written real-time over texting by a man and a woman who have never met each other. She: I am in the Jacuzzi alone right now With the jets on my nipples I am wearing my one-piece black bathing suit with the front zipper all the way open. He: I am alone so I am watching porn online. Two women sucking one cock and letting him come in both of...
Just a short story about an author beginning to write erotic stories. Thanks again to 'Omegazone' for editing my story. Not a lot of sex, but some humor. This story will be a dialog between a husband and his wife. H=Husband, W=Wife * H-As I was sitting at the computer in my office, I have a home office, my wife appeared at the door. W-What are you doing?...