4) The Clamps. Danielle woke to the sound of small birds chirping in the early morning heat of the day. The sun was making its way into the sky, and already she could tell that the day was going to be hot. She reached down to her shaven mound, slipping her fingers into the folds of her lips. She thought about what had happened yesterday, and felt the tingl...
"I'm just really stressed," I told my wife over the phone as we talked at the end of the day. She was in a hotel for the week, working out of town, and I was back at home, working as usual. We had talked extensively about her work for the day, and she had asked how my life was. "Is that so?" she asked. "Yes it is, sweety," I said, a little bummed. "Well,...
I have always been a "Breast Man". Perhaps I was not nursed long enough as a baby, but I have been making up for it ever since. Sometimes society seems to look on appreciation of breasts as a perversion, but I think of it as a normal part of human sexuality, and a wonderful part, at that. Somehow, it is considered rude for a man to look at beautiful breasts...
It was the biggest, nicest, room that Madeline had ever seen. She almost burst out laughing but checked herself when she remembered that Sissy, one of the kitchen girls, was standing behind her carrying her small bag. She took a breath and composed herself. "Lay the bag on the window seat and you can go." "I'm sorry miss, I was told to get you dressed for...
I drove up outside Cheyanne's building and as I turned off the motor, I wondered what she'd be like in real life? I'd met Cheyanne in an Internet chat room a few nights before and we seemed to get on very well together. Sure, she was younger than me, but while we chatted, age didn't seem to matter to either of us. I looked at myself in the rear-view mirro...
"But sweetie, there are people on the beach," Katie said to her husband, Pat as he tried to get her to take the top of her bathing suit down and let her breasts soak up some sun. "I know there are Katie, but it is a clothing optional beach," Pat said to her as he untied the neck string on her one-piece bathing suit. "How did you manage to find a clothing o...
Part One Sometimes things work out. You get rewarded for good deeds “above and beyond the call of duty”. I know this is rare, but when it happens you get out of bed the next morning and actually smile on your way to work. I got rewarded one long night and that reward has kept me smiling. I hadn’t wanted to go to Johnnie’s birthday party. It was raining. He...
Chapter 12; The "Picnic" Late night; the best time of the day for a visit to FallingtoFly's 'Place in the Middle of Nowhere.' Deathlynx and MrsDeathLynx had wandered in. As usual, Deathlynx couldn't help himself, between bouts of discussing video games or classic cartoons with Trombonus, he bounded around the room pouncing and snuggling with the various wom...
Fuck, I think to myself. How did I get here? I am laying on my back on the bed. My arms are spread above me, and my legs are tied to separate posts. Oh, yeah, I remember. I got Punk'd. You always were a serious prankster and we had made a bet that if I could trick you first, I would win. If you got me, and I didn't call you out on it, then you would win....
Charlie Cattalano, or as his friends call him 'C-Cat' was on the prowl. Today was a special day for a special woman and he had traveled far to make it unforgettable for her. As he entered the renaissance faire (15% discount for being in costume) he began to search for her stand, it used to be near the main entrance but in the years since he had visited this...