There is something slightly distasteful about waking up still drunk. Especially if, on waking, you find yourself on the floor, leaning against the sofa at a back-breaking angle, with the lights of Laguna Beach at the bottom of the hill winking in the wee small hours. Even more so when you realise you must have fallen asleep (or passed out) when there were st...
I had seen enough. I decided on a course of action. My stomach was twisted in knots, but somehow I sucked it up and walked to my closet. I pulled out a small suitcase and a larger one. I quickly and quietly removed clothes from the closet and packed them into my larger bag, hangars and all. It took only a minute or so to fill my suitcase. I moved to my dres...
This story was written as part o an ongoing collaboration between myself and Sophie. She told me her fantasy and then I wrote the story below. We plan to continue to "share" fantasies this way in an ongoing series. Look for more installments. * * * * * Chapter I You arrive at the doctor's office a little out of breath. You had to hurry from work to make y...
This story is a tribute to smart women everywhere, by far the most creative and adventurous lovers. The smarter the woman, the hotter the fuck. Why don't more men realize this truism? (Sssh, I ain't tellin 'em, it'll be our little secret, ladies!) * They were among the two smartest women at the University of Delaware when I matriculated there, and that may...
A pair of blue-tits was fighting each other for exclusive access to the peanut holder Heather had just attached to the bird table. A female pheasant's dull brown feathers twitched under a bush as it waited for Heather to return to the cottage kitchen. Then it could peck at the seeds scattered liberally at the foot of the rotting bird table Heather smiled....
Chapter Two - Back Home We were home a week before either of us dared to mention our evening with Leon and Chilly. We had been out to dinner and dancing and had just started a long slow love making session when Marsha said, "Shouldn't we talk about what happened in Las Vegas?" I lied and said, "I don't mind talking about it." Actually I was terrified of th...
For all the curious readers that asked for it, this is number two (Yeah I'm sure a lot of you will think it is a big steaming pile of number 2) in this extremely accurate historical tale of 'cheatin' wives. Remember this is a story, and only a story. It is not intended to piss off any one group of wankers. No actual animals were harmed in the portrayal you a...
Mike and Don due a number on the girls or is it the other way around? Mike's cock was still cozy inside his wife's very cum filled pussy they both toppled over on the bed exhausted. Terri, her ass still hard-pressed against Mike’s stomach, raised her leg, reached down, and ran her fingers through the mass of sticky brown hair that sheltered her pussy. Feeli...
Ersatz No Longer Howard sat on Raj's couch, drinking his fourth beer, looking rather bored. Raj didn't exactly blame him; he was on this fifth blackberry cooler himself. They had a big night planed, the gang was going to be playing Age of Conan all night but Sheldon got a last minute invite to see the Cern Large Hadron collider in Switzerland and Leonard wa...
Lost in Eros Book I: The Manor The Next Morning, Continued Tascha woke up with a smile on her face. She threw the covers off her and stretched. She looked around a little and saw the morning light coming through the windows into the Lord's bedroom. She felt well rested and physically content. Today she and Don would try to get home, but for right now she...