CHAPTER 1 Whenever he was bored, young Jack Holt didn't do what most young guys in their late teens or early twenties did, which was to look for a babe to mount. Like his parents he thought such behavior was disgusting, but so much for ignorance. Mankind has come a long way since the invention of the wheel and television and of course there was the woman wh...
Matt reached down in the linen closet's top shelf and took down the stainless steel cock cage. He set it on the bathroom counter. Still somewhat sticky from a Sunday evening of great sex, he hopped in the shower to clean up a little. At 48, Matt was tall and strong with thinning hair and just a touch of middle-age spread. As he dried off he turned to face hi...
I always knew there was a difference between making love and fucking. Until I met Trey the night I turned 30, I never knew that fucking existed. As a privileged white girl, I was raised with a soft hand a large piggy bank. My mother was a lawyer and my father was a plastic surgeon. I had nannies, babysitters and private schooling for most of my life. I wa...
Second Weekend This is Part 2. You may read this as a stand-alone piece, or you may read Weekend One First. * I sat in front of a monitor watching a film about a kid about to burn his house down. The camera crew set up the shot of him lighting a match and staring at it, wide-eyed. I had a script in front of me with marks all over it and scribbled notes on...
I always had this fantasy of a black guy, very handsome, a model type, leaning over me and filling my pussy with his massive cock and lots of his sticky man juice when I am masturbating. I even went so far as to order a huge black vibrating dildo from the Internet to make me feel better than using my fingers. No one knew of my deep dark secret until this pas...
This one is a quickie (for me). After last week's stinker where I had the audacity to put two fictional characters back together, I wanted to do something safe. It also gave me time to start on next week's long weird Halloween story. Thanks as usual to Mikothebaby for her editing prowess. Without her this story would probably be all commas.SS06 * * * * * *...
Chapter 4: The following day - Evening This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement, hopefully yours as well as mine. Comment and constructive criticism invited. * * * * * It was about five-fifteen when Kathy and I got back to the Larson house. I locked the pickup and we let ourselves in. No one was in sight in the living room and I gl...
Chapter 3: Getting to Know Her It was a great afternoon. We headed out into the surrounding countryside and just cruised for while before stopping at an old auction barn on a whim. It was long past the auction time, but people were still there paying for their purchases and picking up their prizes. We wandered around, looking at the various items that hadn'...
"Anthony, wake up!! Movie's done," Sonya said, shaking me awake. I woke up and saw the ending credits of the indie movie we had downloaded moving up the screen. "Oh, Sonya, I'm sorry," I told her, groggily. "Guess I was pretty tired." "That's okay, it wasn't that great...you seen one zombie movie, you've seen 'em all," Sonya said, turning off the big sc...
Tom Poulton worked for a firm of chartered surveyors and until recently Tom's employer had seemed immune to the cuts that had dogged the World's economy. Then, without warning, a standard memo was e-mailed to all employees. Without warning Tom's employer suddenly found their loans being called in and the lack of cash-flow meant that the Company was immediate...