The snowflakes swirled in their quick dance all around the diminutive man. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled his leopard print scarf tighter up and around his slim, pale neck. He had chosen to duck out and wait outside the restaurant to escape the routine goodbyes that always took too long. After almost thirty years of music, parties, and after parties, h...
The following is a work of fiction. Those who find similarity to any persons living or dead are really taking it way too seriously. The characters depicted are of adult age, even if they don't act like it. Though we're all adults here, certain elements may offend some readers: * graphic descriptions of sexual activity * seduction by artificial/magical mean...
The neighbor's damn dog started barking at 8 am, waking me up. Mercedes was on her side with her cute round ass against me and still sound asleep hugging a pillow. Sitting up, I removed the covers and looked over at the beautiful curves of her nakedness. I gently turned her on her back and watched this lovely angel in peaceful slumber. With my lustful eyes,...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number...
Hello all, this is my first posting on this site after a long time reading. This is a story that will take some time to unfold and no sex happens until later in his life fyi. This current version is a test of some of this site's features that I will rerelease most likely when I go back over it. You are welcome to read it and post any major issues you see as...
It was about eleven o'clock on Saturday night when Brian pulled up just down the block from the tall brick building that included the apartment his girl friend, Rachel, shared with her young daughter. They turned to each other while unbuckling their seatbelts, both of them thinking of the good time they had at dinner and the concert and, especially, about th...
Eyes brimming with tears, Diane left Jack's house without a word. Jack put on a pair of underpants, climbed back into bed, and slept another three hours. But it wasn't a restful sleep. Erotic images of Diane kept intruding, along with tactile sensations and bits of conversation that felt real. Was it imagined or remembered? Waking up became tortuous. His...
It was that top she wore. She wasn't thin. She was pushing ample. She had curves that unsettled and provoked. She knew this, I imagined, and she dressed to disguise her figure. That was what started me. That top. I knew the theory of a ruffled front thanks to an ex-girlfriend and hours of forced makeover TV shows on Sunday afternoons: the ruffles hid breasts...
Some of the women who worked at Crawford and Blake Commercial Realty decided it would be a great way to demonstrate the spirit of the Holidays. Others felt it would invite more of the tension and conflict that already existed between many of the members of the sales team who battled desperately to close that final deal of the year; a deal that would ultimate...
The following is a follow-up to my recent Dinner with Gary story. It took place about a week after our dinner meeting at the restaurant where his neighbor Kevin worked. It's quite a bit longer that my usual by I think well worth keeping with it. As always, I welcome your comments and please vote. For those of you who have not read any of my previous stories...