The author waives all liability for any technique described herein even more so than usual. Weak stomachs please bail out here. **************** Things had been going amazingly with Michelle. The one problem was we just seemed to keep bumping into my former neighbor and her former cocaine dealer Joe. Every time we ran into him on campus, which our class s...
Then there was the Sunday before Labor Day weekend. Buck had told Suzanne that they were going for a drive. She looked at him quizzically but didn’t say anything. While she was in the shower Buck had gone into his office and gotten a rifle with a big scope on it, his 357 magnum and took the little 22 automatic out of the dresser drawer and put them in the tr...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
It was late afternoon and Annabelle and I were laying side-by-side on my bed looking up at the ceiling, with half-closed eyes. We were both still breathing heavily and we were both covered in sheen of sweat. It was the fourth time we'd been together since the first time Annabelle surprised me on another warm Sunday afternoon not so long ago. Our shoulders an...
I appreciate readers comments, so please feel free to email me. * * * * * Somewhere on Sicily’s north coast,1943: Day One: With a hearty bounce, the U.S. Army Air Corp C-47 landed on the rutted army airfield. Nose high into the Mediterranean sun, the cargo plane went silent as the pilot shut down her pair of four bladed propeller engines. Like ants, the...
Dedicated to a special guy, in Cleveland... This is another true story… At least, it was totally real for Todd. Bet you wish you could work with him, too? Huh? I started at Piper and Associates in July. I loved my previous job at Mulligan, where the salary and conditions were superior and so I was nearly devastated when my position was eliminated in a seri...
Okie-doke. Here is another one of my true stories about past loves or sexual experiences. I still get private e-mails from readers who doubt what I say is true. That's okay. I know they are true and it's somewhat therapeutic for me to write these things here in this forum. My wife and I have talked at length about my wide and wild sexual past and she knows t...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * A loving husband buys his beautiful wife yellow roses every year for Valentine's Day. I gave my wife, Helen, flowers lots of times but I only gave her roses on Valentine's Day, a tradition we started from our first Valentine's Day together. Our wedding anniversary, roses signified that Valentine's Da...
At the control desk I hand my passport to the handsome young security guard, along with my most dazzling smile. He is dark-haired, broody-eyed, and can't be older than nineteen: in other words, he is perfect. He looks at me, he looks at my passport photo, he looks back at me. He smiles. 'Grazie,' he says softly. 'You're welcome, baby,' I reply in all since...
"Damn Westlaw, anyway," she muttered under her breath, cursing the legal publisher, realizing she would have to walk all the way back to the law library for the right case book. For an hour she had sat on a park bench as the sky grew dark, hoping to find the case whose number she had jotted on a napkin at lunch. She should never have accepted that second dr...