Seeing that she was still a little uneasy, he gave himself another mental kick. Slow down, boy, you'll spook her. Deciding to keep the conversation light, he said laughing, "Really, I bet the Italians didn't care to much for the Irish thing." "I don't know, I never asked. He died when I was six. I didn't really know what Irish and Italian meant actually. Al...
The mall was crowded this evening. She could tell by the cars that filled every slot in the parking lot. A glance over at Him told her that He was getting irritated at not finding a space right away. Oh how she knew He hated to wait. The heat of the summer night clung to her tanned skin as she scanned the lot for a space. As she looked, her thoughts ran back...
"Tomorrow I want you to wear that dark blue suit of yours, and your suspenders, and a nice bleached white shirt, with the blue rep tie." Jasmine fired off her orders like a drill sergeant while looking down at his helpless form. His cock was raging and she was pressing firmly on the head with her shoe. "Wear your wing tips and some nice dress socks for me...
Only here could you see the Abominable Snowman walking hand-in-hand with a Wood Nymph. Steve Batson, on the other hand, wore khaki pants, a button-down shirt, and a navy sport coat. As he strolled down the convention center hallway occasionally weaving through the clustered crowds that were milling about on the dark and geometrically-patterned hotel-grade ca...
By the time Cliff and Rebecca woke up the following morning, Eric was sleeping, or at least he was supposed to be sleeping. Cliff was actually a little bit scared that he might listen in on them from time to time. Rebecca was the one who figured out how they could express their incriminating thoughts. Eric had returned not only her toys, computer, and televi...
Thanksgiving around Pismo Beach has always been a quiet time. There are not a lot of activities other than the local dinners put on by charitable organizations and the annual South County Turkey Trot that takes place at the pier, now in its eighth year. I'm reminds of last year's Thanksgiving when I spent the weekend with my lady friend, Karen, up in Santa C...
"2. Touch two strangers, one man and one woman, inappropriately. Apologize each time for your mistake." Oh, that was creepy, she thought. El had already completed Instruction 1: "Masturbate to orgasm in a public place, being sure to penetrate your pussy. Make certain to take at least thirty minutes." That morning, she had tucked a vibrating bullet between h...
There's something about getting to know someone online, and often knowing them in a much more intimate way than people in their daily lives do, that creates a new reality. A tiny universe where only the two of you exist in your most perfect, most poignant, most hyper sexualized forms. Sure, I may not know that you hate onions, but I know you like it when I g...
Despite having to duck low to avoid the swirling cloud of sooty smoke from the huge Bottle kiln below which she stood, Elaine Stringer's cunt bulged lusciously, on the confirmation of her prior thoughts that the urchin at her feet was a submissive. He may have been in need of some less worn clothing, but his slight yet robust masculine shape would please wom...
"You know, Alice... When I said I wanted time with you, I didn't mean with company in tow." Katrina purrs the words while sipping on her hot mug of blood. "Don't be like that, my love. You will make them feel bad." I hum back in response, then both of our ears lift at your own words. The cat shows her teeth in a grin and shakes her head. "I'm just messing...