(This is based on a story I wrote a long time ago. I decided to rewrite it because this is a dream of mine which actually came true!) When I dream, I go places and do things, without all the humbug of daily life and without my physical limitations. The setting for my special place can be anything from a hot-tub, an igloo in Alaska, or a bungalow in Tahiti...
Disclaimer: This one is much shorter, and it doesn't go very far. But I've sat on probably six or seven versions of this story over the past few years, never releasing any of them. I'm unhappy with how "Arthur" was written, so I've tried to rewrite that unsuccessfully, and as many drafts of follow-ups as I've tried to write, I'm not all that happy with those...
To: Jack From: Kimberly RE: A Fantasy I'm coming up the stairs from my bedroom to take a shower. As I pass by the front door the bell rings. I am curious and surprised. It's the middle of the day, who could be at the door? I open it to find you standing on the porch, hand raised to give a knock. I am shocked to see you there and give out a happy yelp as I...
Hello, I have been reading stories posted to this site for about a year. I must admit, I found the range of subjects fascinating, and the range of quality astounding. Some of the authors who post here are excellent writers with vivid imaginations and superior skills. Others are not quite as good, but who, with a little patience and a great deal of editing,...
An author's rant. Hi folks. I know some of you detest author's comments and perhaps think the folly self-indulgent. But I've had many posts that suggest some actually enjoy delving inside my crazed head as I attempt to shed some light on what my story was supposed to achieve. So, for those of you who would like the insight, read on. The rest of you can s...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
Preface: ( I have a few stories in mind that i will be writing. This preface is an explanation of the universe/ world/ timeline that they occur. While its not entirely necessary to the reader to read this before or after reading any of my stories, it is helpful to me to establish and maintain continuity etc. ) The year is 2040, the world is a different pla...
I write this from the point of view of the client, but still...I am a male massage therapist! It is difficult, usually when I tell a story, it comes from truth, and knowledge. It just pours out of me into the text. I do bend facts a little, of course. But all of my tales are from what I know, and what I have done or seen. This is different, I guess I have...
Hi Friends, At last the time has come to reveal my first experience of reaching ecstasy. Let me first tell about my self. I am a mature, caring, well built 26year old guy from Karnataka but now working in Delhi. I have a good body which is possible by working at the gym atleast 4 times a week. I have a good horny rod which makes a girl satisfied beyond exp...
It was hard to say I spent that night like a kid before Christmas, because I never remembered asking Santa for two sexy bikini clad young women to come over for a visit. Throughout the night, I recalled Alyssa in her orange floral bikini, her knowing smile as she walked to the hot tub with me behind her, her moans and gasps as her orgasm shook her and she...