Bruce sat cradled in the soft armchair. The ceiling soared above him in the cathedral-like "barnhouse" that his girlfriend owned. It was nice having a rich girlfriend. She took care of him. She kept him warm. She kept him fed and she kept him fucked. He was reading a novel. It was about a person getting a transsexual operation and how that affected the live...
Damn, it's got to be the hottest day of the summer. The temperature on the bank clock flashed 101 about every 15 seconds. I was driving my CJ-7 and man, is she a beauty... 13" lift with 38" tires on it, a KC Light bar across the roll bar and the prettiest pearl white paint job you have ever seen. The light bar is removable and also mounts onto the...
Rainy took a quick look in the mirror on the wall in her bedroom, before heading out to the main part of the house to meet her lover, David. They had shared this house and their lives for several years now. She felt she was ready to tease and please him as soon as he got home. She had admired herself briefly in the mirror wearing the short royal blue corse...
"Are we whores?" Liz turned from the mirror where she was applying her makeup and stared at her roommate. "Are we whores? What do you mean?" "Are we prostitutes?" Christy clarified as she checked out a black spandex outfit and a red latex dress. "I mean, we're paid to be at the club. We're paid to be sexy and hang around. No one ever said we had to have s...
For anyone that needs some background information, you should probably read my first manuscript, Girls Night Out, Part 1. My husband encouraged me to write this, a description of my first extramarital encounter, that started a new lifestyle for us. It does not deal at all with violence, humiliation, or human degradation; it is more of a synopsis of how one w...
Merry Christmas- Ho ho ho! My girlfriend's mother insisted that we spend Christmas at her house this year having celebrated the previous few at my house. I didn't get along with my girlfriend's mother, then again neither did any of her own family for that matter. She was loud, interfering and never stopped meddling in the lives of her children. I had just...
The morning sun blared through the windows at me like molten lava in the summer heat. My head swam with the memories of the night before and the erotic happenings that entailed. I tried to move to wipe the sleep from my eyes but only felt the hard steel that met my wrists bringing down seething pain on my shoulders. I blinked my eyes open and immediately...
A bright, sunny afternoon in Los Angeles had faded into a cool, cloudy night. After a day of studio work that started when the sun rose, Anna Kendrick left the building and looked up at the dark sky as the clock passed ten. "Another day gone," she thought to herself as she walked towards her Honda Accord. "You've been reliable but this girl needs a thrill,"...
I love grocery shopping in the early morning. No crowds so easy parking and I'm able to take more time. The store opened at 8 but I planned to go for 9 and still beat the mob. I found most of the moms that shop usually went around 10.30 or 11. Anyways, I needed to get ready. I thought about being a little more daring today. Not that I had a lot of hair anyw...
I was on my way home when I saw the advertisement in the window of the newsagents on Bridge Street, it read; Local artist requires male model, must be of average height and build and between 30-40 years. Contact Anna on (01222) 1909 1222 – NO TIMEWASTERS PLEASE. Being an artists model was something that I had long fantasised about but had always assumed th...