Edited by and dedicated to Destiny Parker Out of the hot, humid and sticky NY summer, where the air was so thick it was hard to breathe, he stepped into the cool, crisp gust of air-conditioning. His shirt was soaked through, as only it can be when its 100 degrees out and there is no shade to hide in. The diner's air-conditioned interior immediately gave...
"My ass is virgin," Eden had told me on our first date. A simple statement, quite out of place for an average date. A statement that might have meant "but you can fuck my cunt all you want, I'm a slut" or "I'm saving it for the right guy - is that you?" Or both? I certainly took it as a challenge, because I was ready to be somebody's Mr. Right, and I had...
Lady Liara - Igniting the old flame. The telephone buzzed several times, a black leather gloved hand picking it up. The recipient was a normal house wife, working from home after having her first child. Now that she had more time to herself she was able to experience her wilder, more dominant side once again. Of course she was a little rusty. "Hello?" Her...
The Bridge of Thighs: Naked and Voluptuous in Venice by Buck_Maelstrom, M.D. and Miss Manners with a Whip Mia glanced down her shapely legs at her espresso kid leather t-straps with three-inch heels and wondered if they were the most practical choice for wandering through the streets of Venice. With delicate steps, she traversed the uneven stones of Ca...
In my first submission, "A Fantasy Fulfilled", I related the story of my attempt to partially fulfill one of my ex's fantasies of seeing me get fucked in the ass. Tracy's real fantasy was watching another man take my ass. She settled (happily I might add) for taking it herself with a dildo. She really enjoyed herself, particularly the control she had over me...
Three weeks had passed since my first meeting with Ginger. During that time we chatted online on several occasions. Our chats were never too long as Ginger never seemed to be one to indulge in endless conversations. We had agreed to meet again on her next half day which was always on Thursdays. When Thursday arrived my mind constantly wandered to thoughts...
Chapter 7 Bullets for Breakfast; Swords for Lunch "Sexual intercourse is kicking death in the ass while singing." - Charles Bukowski * We arrived at the end of our Pullman car and paused before exiting onto the enclosed platform that separated it from the passenger car that was next in line. I noticed that Mel had remained in the sleeping compartment but...
Continuation of Brian/Bree's adventures. Thanks for reading everyone! Bree is my favorite character that I've ever written, and I will definitely be continuing writing her story. ------ "What ever I want?" Mitch looked deep into Bree's eyes, she sheepishly nods up at him, "I've always wanted to please a man, I'm just glad it could also be my best friend."...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor; no, I do not want an editor. Yes it jumps around too much, there's too many people to keep track of, it's too long, it's too short, it's in the wrong category, it's stupid shit and yes, I am a horrible writer. For those...
Nothing breaks the ice like a fifth of vodka. That was my personal choice, but he had chosen to loosen up with Jagermeister while she had shared my vodka, which was fine by me. The three of us sat watching HBO and chatting, occasionally laughing as we drank, the tension melting away with each swallow. We were ranged about the room in various states of undres...