The implication of her neighbour's question was obvious - "Does anyone else wish to pose with Sal?" It would not simply be posing nude with Sal: there would be an erection and more. You could have heard a pin drop. Nobody said a word. It was an invitation to fuck or be fondled or sucked by Sal - nothing more and nothing less. "Well, if no volunteers, I'll d...
Bryan's POV: The bathroom door was locked. I'd expected that, so I brought the little Allen wrench from my tool box to use as a key. Diane never used to lock the door when she showered, but lately, since she'd come back from a conference in St. Louis, she'd taken to shutting herself inside alone. I remember how we'd grown used to seeing each other naked in...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE] [THE ALMOST TRUE TALES OF A LIFE GUARD; BRILLIANT PROMOTER, HE CONVINCED HUSBANDS TO PAY HIM TO ALSO BE A 'WIFE GUARD'; THE WIFE GUARD ENDED UP PLANTING SEEDS IN A LARGE FIELD, RAISING NEW LIFE.] * What was that old rock 'n roll song: Indiana Wants Me (Lord I can't go ba...
Part 3 The Castle Released from the hospital, I felt strange as I toyed with the hospital wrist band on my carpus (wrist). I thought like a doctor, but up to the point of release I was treated like a patient, a piece of meat, even though the Hospital President held the palmar side (palm) of my hand during the procedure. My sleek light brunette 20 - year ol...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [All characters and events are fictional; any similarity to actual people or events is coincidental. No harm is intended for any person or organization.] * It had taken almost six months to set up this p...
Warning, this story ends exactly where it starts. There is no sex, and if you don't like unresolved endings, please don't read further... * Tomorrow is my birthday, and I have the toughest decision of my life to make. My whole life, and beyond, will depend on what I do. I know what I should do... no, I know what she wants me to... Sorry, I'm a mess rig...
This is not a stand alone story. In order for it to make sense you have to read Dilemma. It ends at exactly the same place that Dilemma ends. If you don't like unresolved stories you might want to pass on this one. It contains no sex. * Because I glanced at the clock, I know that I'd lived 12,656,620 minutes when it happened. Don't you think it should tak...
My wife Cindy and I had just celebrated our tenth wedding anniversary. Life was going unbelievably well for us. I had a great career that paid exceptionally considerably and had phenomenal benefits. Recently, Cindy had quit her job as a social worker to focus full-time on her self-improvement blog which in the past few years had become remarkably successful....
This is a true story of a white Nordic woman in her early thirties who learned to love black cock. Names and some of the details have been changed to hide the identity of the people involved but the rest is told how it happened to me. I encourage readers to check the first part of the story but this chapter should work as a stand-alone piece as well. Chapte...
It was Monday, a sleeting Monday. No, wait a minute, it might of been a Friday. Yeah, Friday, a sizzling Friday. It was`a scorcher; people were spontaneously combusting all over town. No, shit--that was Wednesday. It was Tuesday. Yeah, Tuesday, a blank Tuesday. I'd logged in a night of bill dipping at the local watering hole. I had a fin riding on the Redski...