"Hey, Will....come in and have a seat and get comfortable," Keisha said as she opened the door wide stepping aside to let me into the crib. I noticed that she was wearing a shimmery yet sheer Dolce and Gabana baby doll dress. It was white fabric and somehow caught the flickering candlelight and reflected it, like amber colored diamonds were embedded in the w...
This is part 2 of the "Erotica Made to Order" series. The muse in question requested that her name not be mentioned here. Erotica Made to Order 02: An Arrangement of Sorts John's voice on the phone was cool and distant. "I'm sorry to hear that," he intoned. This was his go-to response whenever Carol brought him bad news. No matter the severity or circums...
The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, the Brain Suckers from Zork erased my memory... * It was the tapping on the window that woke me up. At first, I thought it was just the wind, driving pellets of sleet against the glass. It was March in Boulder, and the weather report...
An Interview With Daniel Anderson: A "Skinemax" Actor Talks About His Career The following interview is real. It was conducted on Tuesday, November 6, 2007. I live in Southern California, the state with the biggest number of studios and where a lot of work revolves around movies and television. I come across many fascinating people with stories to tell. Be...
I was in my first year of college. Since the summer break was about to begin I was looking for a job. There were some possibilities posted outside the student union so I looked them over. One seemed worth looking into. "Young man willing to travel, working as assistant to a salesperson. Must be willing to deal with people in a friendly and helpful way, wor...
OK -- First things first. This story makes a lot more sense if you've read part 1. You haven't? Cool, we'll wait here. Les says he's in and Great - you're back. This is a mix of light BDSM, Anal, and just kink in general. I put more background in this story as the comments on part 1 were, shall we say "Less than favorable" I attempted to address all the fa...
Olivia sees another side to her College Professor Olivia sat on the couch in her professor's home, a glass of wine in her hand, wondering just how this had happened. The night started out innocently enough, at an art gallery opening, which he had invited all of his drawing students to. She had never looked at him as anything other than a teacher, one that s...
Bob went bounding off at full speed. Ned, too busy running to hear anything but his own pounding heart and slapping feet, was headed to the same spot. He saw a dark and quickly growing shadow and looked up just as Bob leapt, paws wide and tongue ready for a hello slobber. Before Ned could do anything, Bob knocked him onto the grassy yard of the house on the...
Chapter 6: Hank's Bar. I have to thank (Hale) for the fine editing skills without which this effort would not be readable. In this chapter we discover Hank's bar where we take our fun from our homes, to a more public location. The exhibitionism there escalates to be something monumental, and then the girls play times continue in a new more exciting directi...
I woke up that morning and decided I was done crying. Seven days of body-wracking sobs, more tissues than I could count, every romantic comedy I owned scattered around Amanda's TV and the empty pints of Ben and Jerry's in the garbage were all what I needed, but that was over now. It was the perfect midsummer day, hot already at eight-thirty, with a bright bl...