"Son of a Bitch!" Sherry Growled as the temperature gage in her car pegged out on the big red H on her dash. As her car began to sputter she pulled her car off to the side of the road. It was well over 100 degrees on the cusp of an on coming storm, and this was not how she had planned her afternoon She emerged from the injured vehicle clad in a white sundr...
Karl's sister had been at college for two years. She had settled down, and never stopped rambling on about how wonderful all her professors were, especially her gymnastics coach and her lit professor. If it wasn't for the fact that it was an all girl's school, which included the staff, then his mum and dad would have been worried. Either way, it didn't mat...
The zipper snicked closed, molding the leather to her legs an inch at a time. The leather conformed and encased her calves, then her knees, and finally her soft, smooth thighs. The rich smell of luscious leather permeated the air. She breathed it in, stood up, and faced herself in the mirror. She wore a black leather micro mini skirt. The leather halter top...
Albert couldn't wipe the smile off of his face. "You suck, Paul!" "Oh, shut up," came Paul's reply. Chris and Albert exchanged non-empathetic glances. They were teamed against Paul and Steve in a pool game and were winning. "Wanna just forfeit now?" Chris asked. "I'd sooner take a dick in my mouth!" Steve answered defiantly. Paul backed away from Steve and...
Paul held his pool stick and aimed with the utmost precision. His left eye was level with the table and he saw the shot lined up perfectly. Beads of sweat trickled down his hardened face. Steve, his partner, watched on nervously. Their friends, Chris and Albert, were playing against them, and they (Paul and Steve) were getting the shit kicked out of them. Pa...
The smell of jasmine and musk wafts through the air. My nostrils flair slightly as I breathe in the myriad of smells that surround me. I can smell the scent of fear, excitement and lust coming in waves from the crowd around me. Electric colors swirl in and out of my vision, as I slip from shadow to shadow. Neon pops on and off from the signs over the crowde...
As I climbed Wilson Peak in my RV, I wondered if I was going to be in for a storm tonight. Off to the west, dark, angry looking clouds were backlit by the late afternoon sun and moving my way. Being kind of a geek, I keep track of the weather anywhere I travel and there had been no mention of rain, just some wind and temperatures dipping into the mid-30's, n...
Note: This story is pure fiction. It is also a prelude to Back Stage Bliss by Tabby JJ Kitty. It was a very wacky play written by a good friend of the director. Everybody was a good friend of the director. He was just one of those guys. His name was Fred. My then boyfriend, Steve, would come to rehearsals sometimes when Fred needed an extra pair of eyes for...
I kicked off my shoes and began to get undressed for bed. Hi, its Michael yeah, that Michael, and I just got home from having drinks with Melissa. For those of you who don’t know it Melissa is a smoldering beauty, a dark brunette with a touch of butterscotch to her hair, full sensuous lips, and dark brown eyes that make my heart skip beats, my imagination ru...
I have a strange hobby - definitely not the sort of thing you tell your co-workers about at the water cooler. Nothing illegal - it's just that they wouldn't understand... My hobby takes up lots of time, it involves unusual costumes and leather and iron, and hitting people with sticks for fun. I'm a medieval re-enactor. I do the Renaissance Faires and craft...