After doing countless (I lost count) edits of my upcoming novel, I decided to apply what I learned to make my old stories easier to read. This is the first. * Cassie came into our lives a little under twelve years ago, a refugee from the SPCA. She was docile and loving. In the beginning she didn't bark. She was afraid, though we didn't know it. Approach h...
Every once in a great while, I find the time and get the inclination to step out a little bit and have a little fun. Most often it ends up happening that I have an afternoon during the week where I can sneak away and spend the time to myself. On this one particular afternoon I decided to see what the local strip club and watering-hole had to offer. I had som...
Ridges were pushing in from left and right into the distance. They looked like fingers pushing in between each other interlocking. Yes, they looked as dry and brown as the dried and dirty work hands of a redneck pa. Only straight down ran a weak river twisting left and right past the ridges. He could count the ridges into the distance: one, two, three, and f...
A quick stroke I pushed out for a friend's blog -- hence the female POV. Hope you enjoy it, it was fun to do. Send feedback if you've a mind to do so. It all helps with development. GA -- Peterbough, UK -- 27th of May 2013. * The bar was heaving, exactly as I'd known it would be at half-six on a Friday evening in town. It was the after work crush, the t...
My cock feels good as I write this morning. It is actually a little past noon, and my lap top computer is balanced on my lap as I write this on my bed. My cock is a bit sticky and half erect as it swells and moves as my thoughts reflect on the last few hours. I finally got to unload my swollen balls into my wife's cunt in the middle of last night. She hasn...
It was early on a Thursday morning when I was woken by the barking of my dog, indicating that the postman was coming up the garden path. I heard a banging as he dropped off my mail. I didn't bother to throw on any clothes but raced to the front door, heart beating erratically, hoping that there might be a new message from Mrs Norte. I was not disappointed....
"I'm getting hungry," she said, sitting up. " I think I worked up an appetite!" "Yeah, me too!" he answered. "Although you do make for a tasty appetizer!" He grinned at her, licking his lips, the taste of her still lingering there... "Do you want to go get some breakfast?" he asked. "Sure. But I need to get cleaned up first. You mind if I take a quick sh...
I wrote this story for a male friend of mine who wanted a story of himself and a woman he might meet on a drive. He was happy with it. ***** I decided to take a drive and headed out on the highway. It was a beautiful fall day with all the leaves falling off the trees. I love this time of year cause not only is it cooler but not too cold, but also I loved a...
We were partying over at Lori and Dana's because their mom wasn't home again that weekend. She was divorced from their dad and spent most of her free time with her boyfriend, so this was nothing new. Lori and Dana were adults, anyway, so it wasn't like their mom was neglecting them. They were both college graduates, so they were old enough to stay home by th...
#2: Second Chance? The train pulled into Galway station, and as the brown-eyed man with the pretty smile stood to alight, he said in a delightful Irish accent: "Come for a drink with us." We had spent the past 10 minutes since I'd got on grinning at each other, eyes lingering that bit longer than they should. In that instant before the carriage doors closed...