I parked my Mercedes in front of the large estate. I shook my head at how big the place was. I knocked on the door and waited patiently. Kim Kardashian West opened the door, causing me to use all of my strength to not awe or stare stupidly. "Hey Kim." I said trying to keep my voice even. "Duncan! So good to see you!" She said before pulling me in for a h...
This week had been most unforgettable for Alan. He got an indecent proposal from a small group of anti-socially awkward senior girls wanting him to take their virginities on prom night, followed by a raunchy threesome with his reformed bully Melanie and her hot, Argentina titanic-breasted girlfriend Jasmine, but nothing compared to being invited to an exclus...
Vic parked his beat-up yellow Volvo in the parking lot of the gated community. He'd had a bit of difficult finding the place but he was here finally. He'd gotten directions by the security guard where to go and now he was looking up at the three story Spanish Mission style home in a rather affluent section of San Diego. He looked at the flyer in his hand....
Shadow and Kevin walked down the dark corridor as there had been no guards at the gate. It was quiet and unnerving as they moved their way through the darkness trying to find the throne room. "This was too easy to get in," Kevin said in a low voice. "It's because it's what they want, they want me to come for her and Patrick." "Then why are we doing it?"...
Aromas drifted in from the kitchen, a portent of where the evening would soon be heading. I sat in the living room with a near stranger while my bride prepped salads, starches, meats, dressings and sauces. "What are you drinking," I asked in my friendliest voice. The man, in his late fifties or early sixties, considered for a moment, then asked me what...
I want to thank everyone for reading, voting and commenting on our story. I submitted the first six chapters, and Rebeccasm submitted chapter 6 through 12. I will be submitting chapters 12 through 18. We have both worked hard on this series and as such both deserve to share the postings. Hopefully you will visit both of us and enjoy the series. As I mention...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. In honor of Nude Day, a divorced man changes his lifestyle in the hope of winning a woman. * I watched her stripping out of her clothes not believing what I was seeing. Not since I saw my wife kissing another man did I feel such shocked surprise and sexual excitement. Even though we were friends and even thou...
Editor's Note: "Who Dat Girl?" is the story about our recent trip to New Orleans. In the first three parts, husband and wife — David and Tia — get frisky on the plane to New Orleans and attract the attention of two hot co-eds. The four decide to check out the French Quarter together, and after an evening of getting to know each other, they all head back to t...
Author's Note: Melancholy story of looking at the past and wishing things had been different. There's no sex in this story, so if that's what you're looking for I'd skip this one. This one is a little different than most of my other stories since I tried telling the story primarily through dialog. It was an experiment to help me get stronger as a writer. Hop...
1 They're called irises. Not pupils. Shala had been trying to grasp the word but it slipped away. Just like the woman who approached her in the grocery store. The woman, gypsy – whatever, had thoroughly creeped her out. Not so much her appearance (except for the irises) as the way she appeared out of nowhere and disappeared into the same wrinkle in space,...