On one particular day, Marcus led Molly into the large formal diningroom at the back of his house. The room had a wall full of windows. The entire room could be clearly seen from the outside at night when the lights were on in the room. In the center of the room was a large, sturdy table, with many chairs around it. "I will be entertaining tonight." Marcus...
Special thanks to my brother for the concept, because without his guitar knowledge, I would be at a complete loss for words This story is the first in what will hopefully be a long chain of good times. Comments and constructive criticism is always welcome.. "You're a true beauty, my dear," Mike cooed as he stroked the slender neck of his latest love. Mik...
Lolita Livingstone opened up a bottle of firewhiskey and pressing it to her lips tilted her head back gently, she closed her eyes as the hot liquid warmed her throat and the heat spread through her body. "To the end of exams," she toasted, clinking her bottle against a similar one held by Athena Zijarda. The English born witches had been sent to Goseaton...
"Idiot, wake up." You blink a couple of times. You look at her, "What?" She folds her arms across her chest, "You're a fucking tease. You promised me a great fucking night and you fell asleep." "Excuse me? I fucking-" "No. You promised me a great night. I'm having it. NOW. Get off the fucking couch." You open your mouth to protest, and in response she g...
This was completely crazy! I needed time to think about what was going on, but I couldn't just leave her here. This place was the epitome of decay. It was not fit for man nor beast, so whichever she was I couldn't just leave her here. It was harder to get her to leave the shop then I had expected. To me it was run down and decrepit but to her it was the onl...
My intense desire, and uncontrolled need to be recognized as a true slut started to become a reality in earnest on Sunday in December of 2016. The genesis of this need is unknown but increased exponentially as I reached 40. Perhaps irrational, but nonetheless always on my mind, and becoming more dominate and controlling each day... the need to be openly reco...
Jeannie had been a friend for several years, but initially James hadn't found her very attractive. Indeed she was tall and thin - athletic due to her training as a gymnastics instructor. She had small breasts that showed well under the shirts she wore with perky nipples often denting the material. She had a well-toned stomach and back. Her buttocks were smal...
Hank was pleasantly surprised at how much better April had gotten with the strap on. She always seemed to go too far too fast, making the first couple minutes of the experience painful and awkward. They discussed it together and Hank understood because she couldn't feel anything from the inanimate object protruding from her mound, she could not accurately de...
This is the (I hope) much anticipated sequel to "The Beauty of Music", and there will be more to come. Lots of guitars out there to inspire me. Look forward to more Gibson, Fender, Rickenbacker, Ibanez, and more. As long as the rave reviews keep coming, you can expect more guitar-goodness. \m/ When we last left our beloved protagonist, Mike had finished a...
Middy was waiting. She'd spent her life waiting—waiting to be old enough, to earn enough, to get enough, to get out. She sat like a perpetually hopeful Linus in the Great Pumpkin Patch, waiting for something that would never come, hoping for the arrival of someone who would never appear, leaving her always, just...waiting. The field was dark, the air warm o...