After dinner and drinks at a local pub, we decide to take a stroll as our evening winds down. We have been talking all evening as if we are old friends getting together after a long hiatus. The nervousness we both felt about initially meeting is gone, but as we stroll, there is an uneasiness about what may happen next. We stop at some point so you can poin...
My feet press softly into the thickly piled carpet as I tread to the front door. The familiar strong rap again the wooden surface drew my attention. I shouldn't be surprised, but as usual, I was slightly startled from the quiet place I often drift to when alone. Breathing in sharply I grasp the door handle, my lips spreading unconsciously into a wide smile....
"You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve In front of the Beatles' tour bus A Bookmobile and a Mack truck Hauling hazardous biological waste The light turns red you have no brakes And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape So you can see the look on your face Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die...
For the first time in my life, I'm retired from sex and women. I'm done with sex. I've had it. I'm finished with women. Much like the one day at a time alcoholic with alcohol, who is on the wagon for seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months or years, too often he or she falls off and reverts right back to binge drinking. Although alcoholism is not cont...
Michelle was stunned at the number of candles around the tub. There must have been 20 or more of various shapes and sizes. They created a golden glow in the room and off the fluffy bubbles in the bath. After helping her settle in the perfectly temperature bubble bath, he inserted the CD in the player and started the stories. He then settled himself behind hi...
(with thanks to Michael for the help with editing) I met him at a local craft fair. He is a glass blower, and his work is stunningly beautiful. His designs are organic: elegant, flowing, natural shapes that are both crisp and soft. As soon as I saw his work in his booth, the word that came to my mind was "sensuous." Not that any item looked like a specifi...
Note- All rights to James Bond movies owned by EON Productions, and the novels by the estate of Ian Fleming. This is a parody made for fun only. xxx For Angela Scoular, RIP. x Northern France, 1969. Just an hour earlier James Bond had met the most beautiful woman in his life, and now she was here in her hotel room, naked in the big double bed. He had...
Warning: This story contains, weight gain, and pregnancy themes, if you're not into thick women you may not like it. Do not repost or copy this story. It is my own work and completely fictional. ***** My sex life drastically changed lately. I've never been too outgoing in that department, but recently my wife and I discovered a mutual kink. Well, I might...
She lay back on the sofa propped up by pillows, absentmindedly eating a box of chocolates and half watching television. A commercial showed young energetic adults frolicking on a beach. It reminded her of how lazy she had become. Lazy and very, very fat. But some small part of her was horrified at just how fat and lazy she'd become and for some perverse r...
He woke up in a bed with his hands and feet secured by cuffs and his head immobilized by something he couldn't see. It was dark. He could hear a small machine nearby. Something was in his nose and throat that felt like a tube and his first thought was that he had had an accident but he wasn't in a hospital. He felt doped and his stomach felt full and uncomfo...