Note: Please do not think this story is racist against any religion (I hate them all honestly). It is honestly more of a treatise upon our times. Daisy is every bit as much a character straight out of any Saturday or Sunday morning on a London High Street. Take both with a grain of salt. *** Daisy knew she looked rough. Walking down the High Street at seve...
I walked into the adult bookstore as usual, hoping to find an interesting encounter but so often disappointed. It was Saturday night about 11:45 p.m. and the parking lot had a dozen cars or so. I got tokens from the clerk and headed back to the video booth area. On my way back to find a booth I caught a glimpse of a petite blonde in cut off jeans, a blouse a...
Jenny would not come home until 9 pm and Claudia, her daughter had a sleep-over at her friends place. I was home alone, tired after a hard weeks work and decided to use every minute of it. After a hot, relaxing shower I positioned myself in front of our computer and dedicated myself to some serious one arm surfing. I really enjoyed the quiet moments, when I...
When I lived in Maryland, I had the occasion to become acquainted with a white female via an adult telephone chat line. She lived in the Maryland suburbs, also. Her husband was a ‘cuckold,' meaning she and he got erotic kicks by her having sex with other men in front of him. She had her husband drive her to me at my residence. He accompanied her into my apar...
"We love you all!" Diana screamed into the mic. "We hope to see you all real soon!" The girls of Dream Stepped of the stage, half happy the 2 hours of grueling dance moves were over, half upset that the incredible high that they experienced whenever they stepped onstage had ended. As they walked to their limo that would take them to their hotel the persisten...
To be her thing. That is what you want, what you have always wanted. What you think of, lying there awake or dreaming--you are not sure which. To exist as her object. To be used for her pleasure. To have no say--none. How would one explain this wish to be used, to be abused, to any "normal" human being? Don't we all desire "respect"? Isn't the very id...
I was really excited that day. My college application has been approved!! I was about to leave home for the first time in my life and I could not stop thinking about the parties to come. I has just turned 18, finished High School and the future plans seemed endless. The only thing that was ruining my mood was my parents insisting that I should attend my cous...
So I was thinking... That you should tell me a story. Or maybe that I should tell you one. About my first lover. Not the guy who took my virginity. My first illicit lover - though it's hard to think of him that way. A. was a departure in every sense of the word. Not at all the kind of man I normally fell for. A. was all about departures. In fact, he depa...
"I want him dead for what he did for me. Simple as that." "'Simple as that'? Are you sure you're willing to pay the price we ask?" "Anything. There must be some way to put an end to him." Up until a couple of years before that fateful night Carla Greer had been a rising star in the FBI. Gratuating at the top of her class and in...
I spend quite a bit of time on the net usually talking to people all over the world on all sorts of topics: movies, politics, music,you name it. This one person I met who happened to live in the same city as I do and there was only one thing she wanted to talk about: sex! To say she was flirty would be a real understatement; she used to share her horniest fa...