* Part 2 of a story that I have been working on for quite sometime and am at a Stumbling block on chapter V. * Hopefully publishing my work here will inspire me. * When I first wrote this a few years back I didn't realize my male perspective dominated this chapter. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...
I almost always sleep in on Saturday morning and today was no exception. Bright sunlight was streaming into my bedroom when I awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. As I rubbed the sleepy dirt from my eyes I realized I was alone. Bill and Marsha had apparently slipped out of bed leaving me to sleep late. I still wore the black fishnet stockings from...
A little background one myself. I'm an urologist working at a clinic in the Cleveland area and truth be told I have a bit of a fetish for large penises. I could have specialized in all sorts of fields but I chose one for reasons that weren't entirely unselfish although I truly am concerned about the male penis. Most penises I see are average, bland and unaro...
Samus brought her ship into dock with the station, the docking bay walls closing behind her. In her adventures through the galaxy she had received a signal from a remote research station. The signal informed her that the station was inhabited by a scientist AI which was programmed to keep inventing and researching for eternity. If she came to investigate, sh...
You can't believe your eyes--there she is, your dream girl, Kelsey, posting about her services as a Christmas elf for children's parties. Although the effect of the whole outfit is a little bit dorky, there's no denying that you're feeling...well, a little aroused. That little green sweater that she's got on hugs her hot little frame ever-so-nicely, and her...
It's a rock... in a stream. I'm looking right at the fucking painting. I see the rock. I see the stream. What I don't fucking see is a fucking metaphor for women's struggle against social inequity in 1880 France. It's a fucking rock in a stream. My struggle in art appreciation is itself a representation of my first year of college. How do you study for a c...
Another letter from Susan written while she and Charles were on vacation. What would she be telling Melinda in this letter? To: "Tran Mei-Ling" From: "Wondernerd Cafe" Subject: Revenge on the Japanese Date sent: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dear Mei-Ling: I'm back in the internet café. I hope that nobody looks at what I'm writing because this has to be the gr...
Slow Hand & a Woman's Touch, Ch. 01 Lauren and Jack have sex. As if they were teenagers sitting in a parked car, Jack kissed Lauren with as much sexual passion while feeling her breasts and fingering her nipples through her clothes as he did the first time he kissed her. His favorite, sexual thing to do, he confessed that kissing her while feeling her thro...
Creating Cum Hunger Part 1 Author's Note: These writings from my personal diaries were originally recorded to examine the processes of my work, as well as increase my own understanding of womankind. After many requests from both men and women, I now offer them up for public consumption. Here you will be presented with the events that led me to my interest...
"I tell you Angie, it was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me," Christine said excitedly between mouthfuls of Caesar Salad and sips of Chardonnay. "Well, tell me all about it girl," Angie replied. The two women were sharing lunch on the one hundred and fifty second floor of the Liberty/Porterfield Building, in the most expensive restaurant...