Much has been spoken lately on the sexual preferences of Abraham Lincoln. In his writings, among other things there have been hints of maybe at the least a homo-erotic lifestyle hidden from his public life. As there is no proof or 'smoking gun' per say it is all merely conjecture and there is little doubt it will remain so. It is known that Lincoln wrote poe...
I lie on my back atop this carefully made bed, counting the water stains as they glare accusingly down at me from the ceiling. He still hasn't shown. He's only a few minutes late but still, I'm anxious. It's all I can do to keep from rushing over to the window for the umpteenth time, searching for some small sign of him. He'd said he'd be here. And still I w...
I slipped down into the bracing embrace of the pool, and let the cool, clear water seep into every pore. A piercing grasp of cold took hold of my heart almost immediately, setting it leaping with earnest, cleansing adrenaline. All the dust and sweat and dried-on fluids of the last few days began to just drift away. While the silver-spun moonlight and gentle,...
Is it possible to write a story in 750 words? Fuck, yeah! Is it possible such a story will be any good? That is entirely for you to decide and me to find out. * * An arrowhead of birds soars high in the cold, grey sky, as if pointing a way out of this prison. My gaze shifts from the skylight to the solitary picture hanging on my wall. At times like these,...
I was living a life of denial but deep down I knew whom he was and I knew what he was. He came to me late at night and I always gave myself to him with no sense of decency. He fulfilled my longings with just his touch and his kisses were so hot they seared me to my soul. He took from me whatever he wished and yet at the same time he sated me like no mere man...
The thoughts of being your slut can be so moving for me Wanting to be on my hands and knees crawling to you eyes looking up mouth wet rubbing my cheek against your thigh as you tell me to suck your hard shaft. you offer it to me, teasing me as you milk a fat pearl up to the slit glossing my lips with it your hands caressing my cheek as you trace your fingers...
She sucked in her breath as the cold January air hit her in the face. Closing the club door behind her she reached in her purse for a cigarette and glanced up to see the little designated smoking area already occupied. He blew smoke and chuckled. "The birthday girl." "How do you know?" She lit up and regarded him in the cold overhead light. "You were the...
Stretching as I stand in the throngs of holiday shoppers, feeling the hot bodies so close to me. I can hear heavy breathing but can't quite tell which of the many shoppers is labouring so hot and hard at their respiration. Twisting and turning, a frown making my lips pout, and a crease in my brow, I feel the firm grope of a hand on my ass. That was more tha...
I'm naked, full breasts dangling freely and brown nipples taut from the slight breeze, the short curly hair at the juncture of my legs hiding how absolutely turned on I am. I'm blindfolded -- you kiss and fondle me at your leisure, run your breath over my skin, and I never know from where to expect the attack. You come up behind me and press your erection ag...
As it continued to snow on Sue and me in my hot tub, I started slowly pumping my big, stiff rod in and out of her warm, slick cunt. Before too much time passed, I heard Steve arrive back from the liquor store, and quietly shut his car door. "I'm going to get us a shot of whiskey, Sue. Besides, I need to cool my love muscle down some, so I can prolong our ple...