Dave and Susan sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g. I love you. Dave watched Susan sitting there as if he had pulled her plug or pulled out her batteries. Emotionless, she was comatose. When most women would love to hear that, he say the wrong thing by telling her that he loved her. Happy one minute and sad the next, he wondered if she was a manic depressive. W...
A new story on a new tack-the city is a character of its own here. The place allows any fantasy to come true. A little longer, this one. Your feedback keeps me writing... ***** The view from the 42nd floor window was stunning, even by the standards of this beautiful city. The light reflected from the waters of Victoria Harbour doubled the sparkle from the...
To viewers. This is the second part, hope you enjoy. For those. who like to cum along with the character, Andrew cums twice. ***** Every move sent jolts through his body whenever Andrew walked his way towards school. All the sex left his cock so damn sensitive that every touch was like touching high voltage. All he needed was a sign hanging from his neck...
Lisa's phone buzzed. We were playing hooky from our medical practice to eat lunch in a real restaurant rather than brown-bagging like we usually do. "It's Nikki," she announced with a grin as she glanced at the screen. "Maybe she has a plan for us to meet the Websters and the Marshalls," she continued with a hopeful look on her face. Lisa and I had been wa...
It's Saturday, at about noon. I pull up to your house, dressed spiffily in a shirt and tie. I hand you a dozen roses, and gently kiss your cheek. You look beautiful, dressed in your powder blue hoodie and sexy pants without back pockets. I tell you that you look great, better than I could have imagined. Even as I sit and write this letter to you, I imagine h...
This story takes place on a subway in the summer. I hustle in my high heels to the first subway car with its doors open. I walk into it and see you peer from around the tinted window you are behind. We catch eyes. It is very humid outside and the air conditioning does not work in the subway car. I place my bag on one of the seats and my purse falls on the f...
This scenario was written in honour of a friend’s entrepreneurial scheme, his infectious obsession with the "sexual underclass" of New York and a sex toy known as the Real Doll. **************** "How many men have you fucked today?" "....9...?" "10. And it isn't noon yet. What does that make you?" "...a whore." "A fuck-ing ho." Bored female voice ove...
As a young man growing up in a small town it is difficult to do anything out of the norm without being caught. Everybody knowing your business made you keep secrets about your true feelings. Like secretly admiring the boys in gym class, and their sweaty naked bodies as they showered, rubbing soap all over their firm masculine bodies, I on the other hand had...
My cock is so hard, but I'm not allowed to even touch it. Actually, I'm not even allowed to call it a "cock" anymore. Mistress Randi demands it only be referred to as a "nubbin" -- a word I really detest, even before she started using it to refer to my cock - because it's so small. My mistress isn't into whips and chains. She gets off on my humiliation. Wh...
"Mike. Mike Mike Mike Mike. Guess what day it is?" Paul was on my last nerve. Man I was sick of hearing this shit. Thanks Gieco. Yeah so it was hump day and every other Wednesday I had a one on one with my manager. Shit, typically we talked sports and the kids to be completely honest. I mean it worked for me, work was usually a breeze. So it was off to my...