By day I write about garden fetes, charity functions and occasionally fashion updates for a regional newspaper but by night I'm a freelance Rock music journalist writing for a number of national magazines and website. It's certainly not all glamour but I get into venues for free and more often than not use my feminine charms to get free drinks most nights....
Please just call me Ed. I am a 51-year-old man, divorced, and out of shape. Both of those things were not where I thought I would find myself at this point in my life. I am an industrial designer whose trajectory would have, in my early 30s, led me to design cars, but my divorce and following series of steps knocked me off that route. Now my design is limi...
Rosie wasn't quite herself. For a few weeks now she'd been moping around the house. She felt like there was something missing. Steve was working from home, he told Rosie that his part of the project was over, which it was, but he just couldn't concentrate at work. After witnessing Rosie cheating without his consent last month, he still didn't know what to d...
I pushed my hand into Sandra’s shiny black leggings and cupped her big, beautiful arse. I had to bend over a bit to get it down there, but that was fine because it allowed me to squeeze those beautiful tits hard up against me at the same time. I nibbled her ear and whispered: “I think we should start upstairs. It can sometimes get really dirty up there.” “...
She burst from the shadow of the doorway onto the brightly lit rooftop. Most every building in the city had such rooftop service buildings. She was tired, but it could not be said that this exhaustion had come upon her suddenly. She had been fleeing her pursuers for what seemed like hours. She was certain She had shook them when She shimmied into the air-du...
"Jessica, get out here, now! We are so hard," He barks out in their thick Russian accents and I shudder and try to ignore him. Instead I look into the mirror and apply pink lipstick, I am trying to stay focus, but I can't help but wonder, how did I end up here? He screams again "Come on Jessica, be a good girl, I know you want it." A good girl, he says? Well...
"So, how do I look?" Barbara couldn't help but be impressed with the sight in front of her. College student Stephanie Brown, dressed in the Batgirl costume. She had gone for a few changes, trading in the homemade look with the leather jacket and clip-on cape for a more refined Kevlar setup. The suit itself was black with a yellow Bat logo prominently displa...
Damien heard the doorbell go again, this was about the 10th time it had rung tonight. 'Damn kids' he thought, looking at the almost empty pumpkin shaped candy bowl. Still it was Halloween, and his first one in the big city. It had always been a great holiday back home, with the whole town getting into the spirit of costumes and decoration. He missed that and...
I always made it a habit to sit on the bench closest to the water fountain. All the beautiful women would take a moment to stop their jog or their leisurely walk to take a drink. They would bend over and lap up the stream of liquid, and drops would bounce off the shiny metal basin and decorate their faces in a luminous sparkle. I liked to imagine their naked...
I met my wife at home in the early afternoon today. She was waiting for me in the bedroom wearing a black spandex microskirt, black open-toed high heels, a pair of thigh-high black leggings that laced up the back starting at her ankles, and a black leather bustier that laced up the front and barely concealed the erect nipples capping her firm mouthfuls of br...