It was on a Sunday night. A night when, usually, the City of Angels is alive and well. When all walks of life are intertwined as one; and the night seems to last forever. This would have been a night like that had it not been for the most anticipated World Heavyweight Championship fight to have ever been recorded! It was the night two friends became enemies;...
It was done. She'd put her hands around to her back to unclasp her bra but then she'd stopped and come over and pulled her drapes shut. I know she didn't see me. I had my lights off and my window was just one of a whole bank of them in a high rise across a city street canyon from her high rise. She did this nearly every evening. First the uniform and then th...
Nick slipped out of Becca's bed, careful not to wake her. He studied her sleeping form for a moment, wondering if last night had been a mistake. He knew she'd really been too drunk for it- but she'd said she wanted him- her body definitely had, but he didn't know that she'd even remember what had happened. He knew he should have said no, but he'd wanted her...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I'd like to think I haven't offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I'm not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light... that is not my intention. Author's Note: The English-Cheyenne word tra...
Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. ZENDO_ARGOS ------------------------------------------ It had b...
Author's note: This turned more into a funny story about me talking with my friends about sex, than a super erotic story about sex. I still hope you'll find it entertaining, just know what it is before you start. ******* I woke up in new guy's bed. That wasn't unusual for me. I was kind of a blowjob slut in college. I like giving head. For me there is a po...
Tony opened his eyes and starred straight up at the bedroom ceiling. He could hear the sound of the shower water running in the bathroom. He looked over and saw the empty bed next to him thinking about last night. Cindy was hot last night. It felt so good to be able to make love to her again. He quickly got out of bed almost jumping with joy. He had to pee...
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed” Carl Jung The fog was thickening as he drove home that night – but no thicker than the thoughts filling his head as he cautiously made his way up the service road to the main highway. Although the fog would prevent him from gett...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I’d like to think I haven’t offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I’m not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light… that is not my intention. Author’s Note: The English-Cheyenne word trans...
[All characters in this work of fiction are over 18] I'm not an exhibitionist. That would be disgusting and depraved, and I'm not. That's what I want to tell you. I'm not a fetishist. I'm sane. Normal. That's what I say to myself. That may even be what I believe. I can say it and believe it all I want. But it won't change what happened. I'd just turned...