I sat at the table sipping a Coke from the machine just down the motel hall and watched as my best friend Joie (pronounced Joey) worked her magic on a young stud that she had picked up at the Golden Spur. Joie was married, but quite obviously not working at it. She had already taken her sweater and bra off and her breasts were out there for all to see. The '...
There comes a time in each sensual experience when you never know if it is real or imagined. When the physical part of your body has you in such an intense grip that the dimensions around you start to meld. She could not have said at that exact moment if she was awake or dreaming, living reality or fantasy, only that the feelings flooding her senses had tota...
Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
Sitting perched on one of my buddy Phil's comfy barstools; I sipped a cold beer, and watched a ball game I didn't much care about. Only, I wasn't exactly alone. Off in the kitchen, I could hear our wives laughing and giggling. Phil and his wife Hanna had invited my wife Carla and me over for dinner. But Phil's in Real estate, and hoping to close a deal, he w...
We were toweling off, headed from the shower to Kelly's room. The late afternoon sun was dropping shadows across her bed. "Want something to drink?" She nodded, "What about a virgin margarita with just a splash of the real stuff?" When I came back, she was sprawled across the bed in all her blond glory, talking on her phone. I handed her the drink and sh...
This is the first installment of a new series that will be in the Sci fi/Fantasy category. It is more of an introduction to the rest of the series, so it might not be as steamy as the next segments. ***** It was almost 6pm when the bus rolled into the stop outside of the flat terrain near Olivet, Illinois. Forgetting this quaint and boring town 20 miles...
Had the schoolkids of Hazelwood High ever met Phil Love and Olivia Wilde, no one would have guessed that the two would be friends. 'Incongruent' didn't do them justice - whereas Phil was a groomed, well-dressed, preppy fit Student Council President, Olivia was one with the shadows. A baggy hoodie, messy shoulder-length black hair and a quiet disposition was...
This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn't change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I've submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man's point of view...
Thank you to everyone who has emailed me with your feedback and comments - they make writing so much more rewarding. I only wish that I could write my stories as fast as you read them! But then, aren’t some things worth waiting for? For those readers new to the ‘Pussy In Boots’ series, please see my profile at the foot of the page to see links to the previo...
Chapter 06: Too Late I turned back into the house. Phil and Denny stood in the hall and silently watched me. We trouped into their living room, still in silence. I turned to them, "I'm sorry that you got caught up in that." "We heard some of it, we couldn't help it." said Denny. "And we were listening." added the more honest Phil. I smiled, "I would hav...