Chapter 3: Making friends I took another long sip from the glass in front of me. My smile disappeared as I grimaced from the taste. This was not the fruity cocktail I was used to. No mixer tainted this concoction of liquors. This was pure and undiluted. My lips tingled but that might have something to do with those sweet lips that were just caressing mine....
For several minutes I could not bring myself to look over at Diane, for fear that we made a huge mistake. When I finally did peak over, I saw her eyes were closed, a satisfied grimace remained on her face, and her sexy body remained bare. I made my way down her body with my eyes, from her pert tits, to her still slimy snatch. Her blonde pussy hairs were matt...
I Margaret sighed and looked at her watch. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" said the man in the chair to her left. "I swear," she replied. They were sitting in the nondescript waiting room of their general-practitioner doc. "I feel like I've been here two hours." "Well," he answered, "I've been here.. mmm ... " He looked at his watch. "Two and a quart...
Neon signs in the middle of day. Now the glass-tube truth. A bunch of wires. Tired tape. Common, urban dirt. One of the signs went "XXX!!!". Another one, "Toys Here for Sale!" The building was a simple plywood box. Some architect's version to the plain paper bag. In a car parked across the street, a woman turned to a man and asked, 'That's it?' 'That is t...
It started out with a little sexy game that my girl wanted to play with me on a lazy Saturday afternoon. I was a bit surprised to find that she had gone out and bought a collar to use on me. Our cache of kinky paraphernalia did not yet include one, but I'm always excited to try out something new. And the fact that she had something unexpected planned, well I...
I was in a bad mood all day and wasn't feeling particularly tender towards women. Minnie, the girl who lived across the floor from me in the apartment house I stayed in, had once again turned me down for a date. Her old professor was in town, she said, and would be spending the evening with him. I knew all about him, Mr Vilsen, the letch. He had a wife and f...
Some people have it easy. They’re born lucky, with money, with families that love them, with talents that let them succeed in life and in some rare cases, all of them together. Then there’s the Average Joes. They live normal, yet challenging lives. It’s a daily struggle, but one that’s possible to overcome with enough effort. They make up the the majority of...
His breath was hot against my neck as he whispered something in another language. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but the feeling of his lips so close to my throat sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. His right hand traced the curve of my hip as we gyrated and grinded to the heavy beat of the music -- beads of sweat rolling down the back of my neck...
Author's Note: Because this story takes place in a fantasy analogue of the Age of Sail, I am using the Imperial measurement system in all it's outdated glory. For most of you, that will mean it's hard to figure out what the weights mean. It's a way to give a rough idea of how much someone weighs without being locked down to a particular number. The ambiguity...
I haven't seen you for days. I know you're busy, especially with other people being out of the office on vacation. This time of year, business starts picking up, and you are the "go-to" guy. It doesn't help. I still feel neglected. So, what's a girl to do? Perfect. I call you up; tell you that there is something wrong with the truck. I know you don't believ...