Chapter 5: Rio Rita In New York in 1928 the speakeasies were everywhere, in the basements of mansions, in penthouses off Park Avenue, in Greenwich Village cellars, in Wall Street office buildings, in brownstone rooming houses, in tenements, in two-flats in the Bronx, in Bay Ridge hardware stores. Sometimes they were called clubs and when they were posh a...
Mark had the worst crush. Katie Cougar, was the hottest of his sister’s friends; whenever she came to the house for a sleep-over Mark would lie in his bed with his dick sticking straight up in the air. No amount of stroking, could quell his hard-on for her. Katie and mark were both 18, his sister was 19. The summer after Mark’s sister graduated high school...
It was a dark, stormy evening. The wind was howling outside with such force, you would think that it was trying to tare the whole house apart. I sat, as I usually did, at my desk typing away at what I hoped to be my next break-threw song. The words just didn't seem to be flowing as usual tonight. Something just didn't seem right. I couldn't keep my mind glue...
The offerings are entirely fictional. The action takes place in a provincial town in Northern England some years ago. This wine bar is located on the first floor (second floor in countries other than the UK) over a shop. The man who runs the wine bar has a small apartment on the top floor. This establishment is quieter during the week but get's crowded on...
The granite felt smooth against the skin of my buttocks. In those places where my panties gave way to the outside world it was cool. In the places where my kitty was touching them, they were wet. Every now and then I would sway my hips from side to side, just to rub the seam in a little more. I imagined it was his finger teasing me there. I could feel the s...
I didn’t know he was a rock star when he picked me up in the club. I mean, I didn’t go out looking to be fucked by a rock star, the idea didn’t occur to me. But I suppose the idea of being fucked by someone did, or maybe I wouldn’t have worn my best underwear, taken so long with my hair and make-up. I was new in Los Angeles and lonely and it was my room-ma...
Zoe's head cleared a little; she opened her eyes and tried to control her ragged breathing. Her boyfriend Kevin looked up from between her legs and winked at her. Then his head dipped again and fanned the sparks in her clit to flames once again. A while later Zoe rolled off of his hard cock which she had ridden to yet another orgasm and tried to claw her wa...
To the reader: Yes! At last, it is another story in the Jason Garrett series! In the nearly five months since I last wrote a story in this series, I have had a number of requests for another one. This story is set approximately six months after the events of Northridge Exposure. Erin: So after Jason and I went to Hawaii for our honeymoon, I had always kind...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
My girlfriend Leah seemed very excited on the phone when she called me and told me that she had just bought a snowboard off of one of her friends for $300. I have been snowboarding for a few years and she wanted to go with me so now she had the equipment to go. She asked me to come over and take a look at the gear and tell her if it was of good enough. I dr...