"How in the hell am I supposed to get excited about a sex scene with that hag?" Brian Harmon lamented. My boyfriend of eight months was pacing the confines of his small but luxuriously appointed movie set trailer, nervous as a Rocky Horror Show virgin. He was worried about creating on-screen sparkle, the heat that made the love scenes believable. Brian was...
My thoughts were slowly losing their cotton candy consistency from the couple of hits of acid that I had taken earlier in the night. It had been one of those nights defined by the statement, "Well I have nothing better to do for the next 72 hours." So me and some friends walled ourselves off in a little fortress of insanity for a night of unreality. But som...
There was a knock on the door. I was sitting on my couch in my sweatpants, eating chocolate chip muffins. The dog was drooling on my knee. No one else was home, the lights were off and Jerry had just managed to outsmart Tom once again against a backdrop of classical music, their shadows dancing against the wall. Great, just great, I thought, why was it t...
I stood on the veranda of our beach bungalow. My name is Richard and I had just fully recovered from a morning sex session with my wife, Fatiha. I was looking forward to the day ahead as I wandered naked out on to the veranda, having just taken a shower. I am 32 years old, about five feet eight inches tall, weighing around 140 pounds and blessed with a huge...
Cathy felt like a punch-drunk boxer. She was reeling from all that she had heard today and the accompanying emotions. As much as she loved sucking cock and as much as she would like to reprise her performance with Tony, the rest of the situation was completely overwhelming. It was too far removed from anything she could have ever expected for her to decide w...
A cool breeze brushed around the corners of the motionless fire trucks with a soft whistle, then carried the last remnants of heat into the dark night. After the 100-plus-degree day, the shadow and shade of the department bays felt cool and refreshing. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt to cool the scalding temperature of my body and shuddered as a set of chi...
Those that laugh eventually will cry for one precedes the other as sure as autumn heralds winter and daylight foretells night. I see the tears in eyes that twinkle like diamonds, recognize sadness in faces brimmed with joy, I am the canker slowly creeping, for even as I gift happiness the seeds of misery are germinating beneath fragile skin. The bar was we...
Chapter5 Routine What a way to start the day! It's a dull day rainy morning and we started it with a "don't waste the woody" sex. A nice slow cuddly fuck. When we finished screwing Helen went to the bathroom, then returned, knelt beside the bed and presented me with 'the basket'. It contains her pink velvet set. I swing my legs so I'm sitting on the edge o...
Slouching low in the hard plastic chair, the latest edition of 'Puzzler' open in front of her, the half complete crossword staring accusingly at her, she sighed. Scanning her eyes over the important phone numbers on the wall: local vet, county advertiser, local taxi firms, local police station and hospital; she could dial them all from memory if she had to....
Ordinarily, loneliness is not part of her life. But, when it visits, there is nothing else and no one else that can satisfy or distract her. There is one exception… “Hello Stranger! It’s seems like forever since we’ve been together. You’ve been unusually quiet. I’m really missing you! I’m homesick, too. An idea of the two of us together again in New Orlea...