copyright © 2014 Nick Vegas * Nurse Diva was an over 6ft tall former athlete who studied chemistry and nursing, a one time adherent to NOI, (Nation of Islam-which taught white women should be slaves to the black race, but to men. Diva differed and wanted the white woman to bow to the superior black woman.) She preferred to be her own boss. With her years a...
1. "What is it?" Dan asked. "It looks like some kind of spacecraft. Am I on the right track? Is this the big top-secret project that's been keeping you away from home at night?" "Well, not really," Gina said. "Though, I suppose in the most technical sense, you're not exactly wrong. This device allows you to travel not through space, but through time." "A...
"Good morning beautiful." He said as he embraced me and kissed the top of my head. "Good morning." It still amazed me that he was so gentle with me now. I could smell his cologne and it turned me on a little. We have done nothing since that last horrible day in the basement when things went so terribly wrong. "What would you like to do today?" He asked a...
New Year's Eve has never been my favourite time of year. Always I'm confronted by the question of whether I should go out to a party and try and pretend I was having a good time while trying to look inconspicuous hanging around in the kitchen, trying to doge the drunks and creeps and somehow hoping someone reasonably sober and nice might come and talk to me...
This is the true part...Debbie loves fantasies about here and a group of guys. She loves to suck nice big cocks and see cum fly. We have actually meet a small group of guys a couple of times and she has loved every minute. The following is just a fantasy for now but I know sometime soon it will be a memory.....here is what she wants, with a little bondage t...
Perhaps you cannot hear anyone scream in space, but the silence that fills that void is deafening. An assault upon the eardrums greater than any high pitched expletive or mighty cannon roar. My head reverberated. Blood pounding twin staccato against my temples, rushing through the migraine narrowed passage ways with a ceaseless pressure born of despair. I w...
Fifty years - and it seemed like only yesterday - which is bullshit but a colorful way to commence a tale. My old home town did not look the same and I did not step down off a train - but I digress. I was back for a 50th year highschool reunion - small town, midwest, the city and the state don't matter. In my past were three wives, many homes, multiple jobs,...
Do You Still Hold Me In Your Heart? It was that dream. It was always that dream. Every morning – that dream...or was it just a memory? God I loved fucking Jolene in the morning. The sun streaming in would light her hair on fire –a golden glow surrounding auburn tresses. Her hair would be flat here, full there, a riot of individuality...you knew Jolene by...
It started out as an innocent, light-hearted conversation one night before bed. We'd been married more than twenty years, one kid out of the nest and the other a couple years away from leaving. I'm Mike and my wife is Amy and this is our story – so far. Most of it comes from my journal and the rest is from memory – recent memory. You see, the story is not qu...
(This is sort of a cute nostalgia story I wrote a while ago. I'm fond of it and it's pretty short) "It's been a while, Kat. You look great" I say. She really does look great. Kat and I dated in high school for about 6 months. Now, years later, at a mutual friend's wedding, she appears to have hardly aged. She always was tremendously cute, but she's gained a...