I had been staying at the Y in on Lee circle far about two weeks, and was preparing to go back to work offshore in the oilfields. It was not too bad, just a little pricey. Usually I stayed at a fleabag hotel up St Charles Ave, but there were no vacancies this time when I came in from being out in the Gulf. This close to Mardi Gras was also when it got real d...
The woman in red. Trouble. A cliché, classic to be sure, but things don't become cliché unless there's some truth to them. He'd remember that later, after it was too late to untangle himself from the web she'd woven around him. She strolled into his little corner restaurant, out of the dark, damp night. No, Donovan James thought, she didn't stroll, she saun...
I stand in a room filled with all the things that I have ever taken comfort from. Books in which I have lost myself for days, their characters now like out-grown childhood playmates. Colorful bindings, which once beckoned, are now washed out versions of their original vibrance. Their faded colors seeming to mirror my memories of the happy times we once share...
I knew my manhood was lost forever. The images of seeing it inside a jar were still vivid. The images of little dresses being shoved on me. The images of make-up targeting my face with mercless precision. The images of language and behavior lessons. But there was no time for hindsight. I had to focus on something far more important. I slowly approached the...
My wife Kelly and I had invited her best friend Jennifer and Jennifer's new husband Derek over for dinner. After our meal and a couple bottles of wine, we watched a hot and nasty porn DVD. The action quickly heated up, with Kelly riding me on the couch while inches away, my wife's best friend and her husband made love beside us. It was one of the most memora...
In my last contribution (House Sitting) I told how I ended up at a costume party in my birthday suit. At the point I left off, I had been chosen to be part of one of several groups who were to visit other parties which were part of the same arts festival. This was not a community-wide festival like Mardi Gras, but just a string of parties put on by a loosely...
Demetri and Jenna have never been to Fantasy Fest in Key West, FL. They just know it's the Mardi Gras of Halloween. They didn't plan on wearing much for the night. Both intend to get body painted; Jenna wears her skimpy bikini on the ride over, and Demetri wears a pair of swim shorts. When they arrive, they're already a little drunk, and go to a restaurant t...
Last winter I had a business presentation scheduled in Germany in a city where an old school friend lives, so I arranged to meet her. The timing was just before Karneval, the German equivalent of Mardi Gras. It's not celebrated in the entire country, but where it is, everyone goes mad. My friend had gotten free invitations for both of us to a costume party...
“Succulent,” he whispered the word into angel’s ear. She turned and looked deep into his green flashing eyes. It was the Cowboy. It had to be him, the man she had come so far to met. The man she knew would fulfill her every desire. The one who had stolen her heart over the Internet over a year ago. This party was their first chance to be together. The firs...
This story I wrote after I had begun dating a very horney and imaginative 40 year old (I was 27 at the time), who loved porn and erotica. Sounds like a perfect fit, huh? Not really, since her husband was, unbeknownst to me, a very rich and powerful political boss. Ending this sex only relationship was a bit like quitting heroin. For you see, Barb was a bit...