Comments, comments, comments please. I want to know what you think. * I swallow nervously. I don't think any of us truly knew what to do. It told us to run. But to where? And where was this so called spell book? It was as if it knew exactly what I was thinking because just then five podiums appeared. Lights appeared above the objects, illuminating everyth...
For those of you not familiar with the British 'pastime' of 'Dogging' let me explain that it involves numbers of people meeting up in secluded public carparks for sexual frolics. It's become a bit of a cultural cliché over here, with the tabloid image of seedy loners and old slappers getting down and dirty in dreary locations in the dead of night. But as I...
Late one afternoon a few summers ago, and just before dusk, the door bell rang. I must tell you that I was a pretty miffed at the time. My wife, Betty, was away visiting her sister in Boston -- we're both retired -- and I had the house all to myself. I was enjoying some really hot porn on my computer, which I usually have to sneak around to watch when Bett...
With the start of pre-season training camps, I was spending a lot of time working the phones to find trades to package off a few fairly promising non-roster players that had looked good in practice but couldn't win a roster spot with us for this season. I'd found a deal that I thought I could live with but I was still frankly hoping for something a bit bette...
Lissia and I left her parents' farm with a deep sigh of relief. Lissia said it best, "I can't wait to get home...that was so hard. I need to be in your arms Steven," she held onto my hand with both of hers, her feet pulled under her on the bucket seat, watching me as I drove. We stopped in Hockley to eat some lunch at a barbecue joint that Lissia knew about....
The Penguin was panicked. Hiding under his desk, he could hear the cries of his men all around him. He swore. Long story short, everything had gone to Hell. The Penguin had moved his lair, hired all new men, and refused to leave his compound for 3 days, and still his attacker had found him. Penguin took a deep swig of the scotch he was holding in one hand a...
It was an odd time to think of it, still panting from post-orgasmic release, but it suddenly dawned on James that he couldn't see the forest for the trees. The flashback scenes at the swimming pool he had just revisited with the prison psychiatrist had gotten him thinking about that particular day at the health spa. Of course, how could he be so dumb? The ga...
Author's Note: I don't routinely read stories in this category because I find the fantasies described in them often differ so greatly from mine (which, incidentally, means recommendations would be great!). So, I don't know much the psychological play out tends to be described by other authors. The two main characters in this story represent real people in my...
Again, I apologise for the time between installments. I don't want to discuss my private issues, but rest assured I am not losing interest in our friends, with their joys and their troubles. Thank you yet again for your continued support and feedback. I can tell you that when the idea came to me for this story I had no idea where it would take me and my pro...
Maricela was transferred to my crew about a year ago, and I was quite happy with her. In a male dominated field, she more than held her own. She kept up with all of the guys, in many cases out performing them. When she was given grief, for whatever reason, she was able to give as good as she got. It didn't hurt her cause that she was very attractive, either...