The next morning Peter awoke not really sure where he was. He was still under thirty so it was more that he was just disoriented than any else. Sleeping on the floor in a totally different place left him shaky, even after three safe houses. It was just too much for his sleep drugged mind to process. After he rolled off the bed it took boiling water poured t...
Where shall I start. Lots of stories start with a description of the sex interest, in this case, Janey, who is a natural blonde, not too tall, but with a bouncy body and personality that means that men's eyes tend to follow her, and women (wrongly) see her as an airhead bimbo. Alternatively, I could try to grab your attention by describing the way that Janey...
"So would you do it?" Val asked. Peter and I were on vacation in LA, and we were having an early lunch with Nola, Lara and Val in Venice Beach. We'd met them a couple days ago and had been hanging out with them since then. Lara was a production assistant, Val was an assistant video editor and Nola was a dominatrix. (She had dominated Peter rather viciously...
Everyone in this story is 18 years old or older. *** Peter was a strapping, good looking 18 year old high school senior. He was the most popular boy on campus. He ran track and field, played football and basketball. He was an all round sports hero at school. His golden blond locks of hair accentuated his deep blue eyes. If you looked up gorgeous in the dic...
Growing old is not for sissies. I lay on my belly on the urologist's table with the nurse's strong index finger up my ass massaging my prostate and my useless pecker hanging down and swinging over an emesis basin put there to catch the juice. It was Wednesday afternoon and like every Wednesday afternoon my boggy prostate was taking punishment it didn't deser...
The alarm wakes her up; it's 6:20 Wednesday morning. Tanya Marie quickly turns it off so that it does not disturb Eric. She knows that his alarm will not go off for another twenty minutes. She looks across the king sized bed at him hugging a pillow. She wonders what he's dreaming about. She thinks about the sex they had together the night before and smiles....
Peter The warriors of the black army advanced on our left flank. They shouted, shook their spears. Behind their first ranks loomed even larger enemies. There was the rumble of cannons and the purple stench of malevolent magic. The initial maneuvering for subtle strategic advantages seemed to be over. Here they came, with flashing swords and yet I was more w...
Mary looked at the 10 x 8 glossy prints as she waited for the phone to ring. It showed her in great detail leaning over the desk of Bob Levant, the financial director of Burtondales. Her blouse was open and her bra pulled up over her large exposed breasts, which at the time were been handled by Bob who was also clearly deeply embedded in her from the rear....
It's just nobody knows honey where love goes But when it goes, it's gone, gone When you're alone, you're alone ...when you're alone, you ain't nothing but alone CHAPTER 7: Saturday Night Fevers Jennifer was on her knees. In her hand was a very large cock. It belonged to a stunningly handsome man, sitting naked on a couch. "Oh James," she said, staring at...
Peter and Samantha "How was your weekend?" Samantha asked, coming into the kitchen. She was wearing a light summer skirt and a lacy blouse, her black hair pulled back from her green eyes. "I never got the chance to ask last night or this morning." "It was fine," Peter answered; non-committal. He wasn't sure how he was going to tell her about his experience...