I woke up and before my eyes opened I knew that my cock was being expertly sucked. I opened my eyes to see Janine kneeling between my legs and her head was bobbing up and on my cock. "I love waking up this way, Jan." I checked my watch and saw I had been asleep about five minutes. Janine must have slept no longer than ten minutes. She stood up, sporting a...
The last thing that Dan had expected when he stopped for a coffee at the shopping centre was to bump into Helen just as he ordered his drink. Normally when the two of them met it was planned and arranged with military precision. Normally as soon as the door was opened one of them was already naked and desperate to fuck. Today though with both their other ha...
Dan was settling into an almost normal domestic life with Dolly. They spent most nights at his apartment playing house. She had met his daughters. They seemed to get along well enough, he was worried about his older daughter, she seemed uncomfortably with dolly being closer to her own age then his but seemed to be suffering it in silence. Dolly would go home...
We were staying over with a bunch of other people at our friend Gina's house. After several hours of drinking and partying and dancing, my girlfriend, a usually conservative but nevertheless trim and sexy girl, announced that we should play strip poker. The people left at the party who were not already passed out sat down to play. Low hand would be the los...
This is a story of what happened last summer at the summer camp I go to for church. Its name is St. Christian's Summer Camp, and I go every year for one week out of the summer. It's pretty fun, I have a lot of friends there and it is a week away from work or my parents. This last time I went, I had just turned 18 and was happy about that. But of course, I wa...
"Hey, it's me. I wanted to see if I could come over." There is silence on the other end of the line. I can hear him breathing. "I'm not going to jump you or anything. I'm just lonely." I am sitting on the folded-out futon couch in the drafting studio of my friend Nora's apartment, where I have been living for the past eight days. I am wearing a pair of bl...
Please, in order to have this story make any sense, read the first three chapters. I submitted chapter 3 about 3 weeks ago and it is still "pending". Hopefully this will be published after Chapter 3 is approved. Chapter 4 As Bob Tucker slumped over the steering wheel, Rosa reached across and unlocked the door for Jana. Jana unhooked his seat belt and star...
Most people think that doing laundry as a chore, and it can be. Collecting, sorting color's and whites, wondering if you put the correct amount of powder in the machine, to add beach or not, and fighting with the washer when it eats your favorite pair of socks. Sure there's the good part when those smelly things come out smelling of fresh mountain breeze and...
There was a knock on the door. Three succinct raps in quick succession. Jess opened her eyes. Had she slept at last? She looked at the clock, but its face was black. Lurid tendrils had scarred her –a nightmare had dirtied her mind, her very bed, it seemed. So she had slept. The vision would not return to her; but its mark on her burned, pressing animal panic...
It was another freezing January evening in Manhattan and Camelia couldn't wait to get home. Clutching her Gucci handbag firmly and clicking her Prada stilettos maniacally against the concrete, she waited for the public bus to arrive. She normally took a cab, but, inexplicably, she wanted to take the public bus today. Perhaps her lapsed choice in public trans...