I can't quite remember the year - probably either '59 or '60. I had been a struggling journalist for years in Hollywood - I had a few good breaks, but I was still virtually a nobody. I hung around bars on the Sunset Strip, hoping to catch some big star in the middle of something seedy, take their picture, and get a big story on them. It was just such a night...
John Wayne woke up with his head still lying on a pillow between Diana Maitland's thighs on the couch in the main room of his friend's beach house, a dying fire still smoldering in the fireplace. He carefully removed his arms from around Diana's hips and leveraged his torso up and moved to sit on the couch facing her, and just stared at her...she was so beau...
The best thing about the neighbor's pool wasn't that it was the biggest on the block or that it had a brand new heating system, but that Barbara Hamilton owned it. Now that summer had come and her husband had gone, it was time for Barbara to make the most of the warm weather. She lay face down, sunbathing on her raft. Thirty feet away, a shutter clicked. St...
"Shawn, telephone, line three," a voiced yelled out from the forward desks of the Research and Development's work arena. Shawn sat entranced in his work, bent over a white laminate table touching miniature circuits with an electrode detector. His eyes were opened extra wide while peering through a large table mounted magnifying glass through his 'pop bottle...
Jim smiled across the bed at Marilyn. "We should not be doing this!" Marilyn asserted. "I know, but I don't want to stop." "Me neither!" Marilyn added softly. Marilyn shook her head. Her long, coal black hair covered most of her face. "What would our spouses think if they knew?" she said as she stretched her long slender body out onto the bed. "I don't...
"I saw your striptease on the web last week and I thought I'd give you a call and say how erotic I thought it was." "Thank you, Mister Williams. Yeah, that one was hot. One of my cosplay shows with my friend Samantha." "Quite, I downloaded it and have wanked off to it every day for the last week. If you are up for it I would take great pleasure in hooking...
A Halloween Sex Tale Fucking rain on Halloween. Isn't that like, a double curse? The one night when the dead are supposed to rule the earth… and they make it rain. "Light my cigarette, Gerry." Trisha cooed to me. "Sure thing, tootz," I said, in character. Well, sort of. She was Ms. Marilyn Monroe after all. And I was… sort of a Gerry…...
Chapter Three: A new persona The Bingham Hotel was Marilyn's choice and the sexy blonde clearly knew her restaurants. The light poured in through the Georgian boutique hotel's deco windows and their seats by the French windows offered a sublime view of the Thames. A wonderful contrast between several small pleasure boats and a couple of private yachts sa...
"This is my time machine." The professor pointed to a cone-shaped structure in his basement. "You can go anywhere you want—meet anyone you want. Where do you want to go?" I blinked. "You mean . . ." "I've tested it myself. I went back to ancient Egypt to meet with the pharaohs. There's a translation key. I met William Shakespeare. I even met . . ." He gr...
Chapter One: Dubai The soft pressure between Ella's legs slowly brought her out of her sleep. Half conscious, she opened her legs wider so that the tongue running down the length of her labia had more room. Arching her back, she thrust her hips forward to meet the lapping contact. "Mmm, yes, that's just how I like baby," she murmured, her normally bright e...