Midfield Wisconsin, a medium-sized city by Midwestern standards, lies perched high above the shores of Lake Michigan. A long Coast Guard pier juts one mile out into the lake, slants sharply to the south then out for another quarter mile. This structure helps form a channel creating one of the best harbors on the lake, from which a fleet of commercial fishing...
Nikki stood in the vice principals office looking anywhere but the stern man's face. Ashamed did not begin to describe the way she felt right now. "What exactly do you have to say for yourself, Miss Carlson?" Mr. Robinson asked quietly. "I'm really sorry, sir. We were just experimenting; it wasn't going to go any further. Trust me," she added caustically....
Yeah, I'm just a Gigolo and proud of it. We all have talents, mine just happens to be sex and pleasing women. What can I say, except I am damn good at it. It is not very often a person can turn their passion into their career but for me it just worked out that way, you might even say it was inevitable. I was always sexual, always chasing girls from as far ba...
This was my initiation. This was my awakening. The car wreck had jarred my memory. Things were fuzzy, unclear... but then it started to come back to me. Was it a past life or memories of this life? There she stood across the cold stone chamber of the castle at the bottom of the stairs, there at the great banquet hall in the castle we call home. Anna, th...
Some time ago, I was reading that part of "Playboy" where they answer questions or respond to statements of opinion sent in by readers. One letter writer claimed that males are much hornier than females and, in support of this contention, pointed out that most prostitutes are women, and that they served men. The writer of the letter concluded the reason for...
Dedicated to a special someone, in Nashville... Todd had done this so many times, that it seemed part of his routine. He enjoyed playing with himself, on the way to pick-up a customer. That way, he can greet his passenger with a nice hard-on, and see if there's any reaction. So, now, he had his left hand on the steering wheel of the sedan and his right han...
(c) Embers "Attention, gents! May I have your attention, please!" With wide swoops of her arm, Eugenia raked a bottle back and forth across the balustrade. Even the pub's most crapulous denizens knew it was much too early for last call, and since it was rare that "Easy Eu" ever made announcements otherwise, everyone muted their chatter with piqued curiosit...
Chapter 3 - The Change ((Disclaimer: Fair warning, This story, while eventually will turn erotic, starts out telling a story, as any good story teller will do, sets you up with a history, a back ground something to chew on. I promise though that if you stick with me you will not be disappointed. Also the legends and people in this story are of my own creati...
The name is Jamal Stone. I'm a young black man living in the city of Great Barrington, Massachusetts, and I have an urgent story to share with all of you. It's the tale of my most glorious conquest. One so great that I absolutely must share it with the world. But please don't assume I'm just another young black guy on the make. I'm a student-athlete at the G...
It all started last autumn. I was renting a flat in London, a small bedsit over a row of rundown shops where the smell from countless restaurants hung in the air like stale cigarette smoke. I'd been unemployed for nearly a year and if it wasn't for the council paying my landlord every month I'd have been sleeping out in the park with all the other drunks and...