After breakfast the next morning I settled our bill and we strolled out onto the sunlit street. A travel agent was our next port of call and I hailed a cab in the street to take us there. "Here driver, that one will do." I had adopted the 'casual touristy look" with shirt, shorts and bold sunglass's, the person in behind the desk was , by contrast, in shir...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Das Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic poetry, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you...
We went to the Eagles Club for a drink and some pool. Brandy had driven us there because I had already had a few beers. When we got there drank coffee because she knew I would probably have several more. Chad was tending bar that night and there were only two other people sitting on the stools. We said hello to everybody and Brandy bought some pull-tabs. Ou...
"The library is closing in 15 minutes." The young man nodded and rubbed his eyes. It was later than he thought, apparently. This research project was steadily draining away his soul; with every annotation and quote (citations included) his bones felt a little heavier and he lost a bit more will to live. Why had he chosen such an obscure topic? The table (wh...
My blood pressure has dropped and I am feeling rather light headed because of it. I am sat on the bottom few steps at church round by the small meeting room. Whenever I try standing my head spins and my vision clouds over, so I just sit there. After a while, the door to the main hall opens and Luke walks out. He looks at me and says, "Are you ok? Why are yo...
Laurel followed James through the door and down a hallway. She could feel the cum that he had deposited in her ass running down her inner thighs, as her asshole kept twitching as it readjusted now that his hard cock had been removed. Her thoughts again went to the questions, "Is this what she wanted? What was he going to put her through? What humiliation awa...
Another pizza boy fantasy? No fantasy necessary; it happened. Or rather, isn't sex where fantasy and reality meet? I know what happened to us (we made it happen), but it will be only fantasy for you. But perhaps it will inspire you to do likewise. To be honest, I think it was an episode of "Friends" that got us started and not some cheap porno movie from t...
Hi, I'm Jenny, and I am a pet slut. It has been one month, three days, and seven hours since my last orgasm. Having to admit that, months ago, would have been agony. Now though, now I am fully invested in the sexual satisfaction of my owners. My parents came home three days ago. The anxiety I felt about their return was nearly unbearable. It distracted me...
Having discussed a mutual need for a relationship based on the exchange of power, a dominant man and a submissive woman decide to experience the gift of each other for the first time. She is dressed in her regular clothes, as per his instructions. Underneath, she wears a corset, black with lace trimming, black lace g-string underpants, and thigh high stocki...
My story is one that started out as a fantasy and wound up being a reality. I am a middle-aged man living in a south suburb of Chicago, actually in Indiana. My fantasy turned reality centers around a beautiful mature schoolteacher in the early fifties age bracket. She happens to be a wonderful woman who knows exactly what she wants. Her name is Jan and she...