That evening I went to dinner at Donna's house. Donna opened the door and was beautiful in her little black dress. She wore impeccable makeup, stiletto heels, black nylons. I felt like a frump in my plain outfit. She explained that her husband Mary Lou just got home from work and was upstairs changing. We talked and drank daiquiris for about a half hour...
“Hot enough for you?” I looked up from the garage to see Lisa hanging her head out the window. She had a sexy turquoise halter on. Her tits bounced back and forth as she spoke. “Now it’s real hot with you hanging out the window.” No bra, Lisa never wore a bra when it was this hot. “I have a few cold beers in the fridge,” she cooed. “Why don’t you take a b...
Disclaimer: All characters over 18. Jenine The spirit of those, who don't let themselves tyrannized, is always free! Therefore you must put a fight and you must feel pain as evidence that tyrants noticed you. So I hesitated only a very little before turning room 35, the supposed site of love unholy in every way, into battlefield. I was expected there b...
Part 2 - Monday Morning Your heart was racing. You'd checked the connection times and given yourself a half hour, but the train was late. And now you were sitting there rocking with the subtle motion of the carriage on the tracks, minutes away from 8 am, almost at your stop. Nothing to do but wait as your mind flashed back to your interview last week. You...
This is a porn parody... It's a fantasy only... It ain't real This is a two part story based in 2012 and stars Chyna aka Joanie Laurier... R. I. P. "Yeah... that's right Steve. You get me 4 tickets to Madonna's LA show and I'll hook you up with Christy Canyon. You scratch my back... I'll send you some big titty whores." Christy smacked me as I fucked her...
She had met him several times as the project began its roll out across the US. He was the lead IT guru that was to make all of Nina's past 9 months of preparation and development come online in a rolling series of launches from NY to Chicago to LA. Relations between them had always been cool tending towards cold. He was a well-trained British male who mainta...
It was a quiet Saturday afternoon and he'd had no counseling appointments scheduled until the phone rang. A young woman's voice, garbled from excessive crying told a tale of being so miserable she was thinking of doing herself in. He looked at the clock and saw that maybe, just maybe he should stay for this poor soul. So he told her to come right over and ga...
The Boys At The Frat House By Just Plain Bob Stephanie and I had been living in Houston in a rented apartment when her parents died in an automobile accident. In their will they left Steph their house in a college town that I will not name and we flew back to put the house on the market. Once there we found that the job market was good and that work in both...
"I can't do this anymore" I said unto myself. Desperately trying to get his attention, going from sexy to slutty, my outfits were just pointless. He just did not see me as a woman. To him I was just the perfect little secretary, always punctual, overly creative, always there for him, but I wanted so much more, I wanted to be fucked. There, I said it. Hard an...
Did you ever meet a woman who has "blowjob" written all over her face? At the risk of sounding chauvinistic and indelicate, this is the story of just such a lady. I was in my office one chilly October afternoon when a business associate named Bob from California called. Bob is one of these guys whom everyone likes and he has fucked every lady he wanted to f...