We were talking about ships' bottoms, as you do, or at least when your business is re-painting them. Big ships, mostly, oil tankers and bulk carriers. Big ships use a lot of paint and selling that paint is a highly competitive business. Mostly, it's an all-male business, probably because it often involves crawling around in the darkest, filthiest recesses o...
A most unlikely little tale for pure amusement, so please don't complain if you find it unrealistic. Hardly any sex and probably not very erotic, and though the story is a complete fabrication, our 'hero' does have something in common with me. I'll tell you at the end. ++++++++++ "Mike!" I stopped in my tracks and looked back to the door I had just pas...
“Oh shit! Shit! SHIT!!” Brianna sprung out of bed in a daze. She fell asleep with her laptop and books strewn about her, and now she was late for class. She was busting her butt over her Masters thesis and the lack of sleep was really getting to her. Racing to the bathroom for a quick hot shower to shake the sleepiness from her weary body. As the hot water r...
As I closed my eyes, my hand gripped the pole and I swayed to the beat. It was Metallica, Nothing Else Matters. Slow, heavy, wonderful music. I moaned slightly and lifted my left leg off the floor in my high heels. My heaving chest pulsed as the wetness came to my pussy. Dancing, I felt more alive than at any moment on earth. The eyes upon my body made me t...
Several readers wrote asking what had happened in the weeks after I'd taken a job as a property manager on a temporary basis and had enticed two older guys to sign leases by, well, offering them some hand job favors for their signature. I am not proud. I am somewhat humiliated. I know it is not right to jerk off guys I barely know just to get them to take...
My nipples were healing up nicely, still sensitive not really painful anymore. The little barbells got removed several times each day so that I could cleanse the punctures, but even the hydrogen peroxide only barely stung and that was just for a moment. We skipped any activities on Saturday because you had a funeral to attend out of town. I spent the morning...
The first time I saw Jillian I had been stunned by her beauty. She had fiery green eyes, shoulder length gold blonde hair and full D-cup breasts that just begged to be squeezed. She was temping at my office and the first day she came in a short denim skirt and a blouse that laced up at the front, loosely done I could see the curve of her beautiful breasts an...
this one's more descriptive, but with some nice sex in it (well that's my view - comment if you like). Thanks for read up to this far. You're welcome to start at no.1, or go from here. The houses had their backs to us as they whisked past. Walls covered in bright, garish, illegible lettering went past in a blur; growing, towering above us, receding, gone...
(Author's note. This is one of my very rare experiments in heterosexual erotica, and it started off in a bit of a meditation on the discomfort we can sometimes feel if we think too hard about what turns us on. If you've just skipped forward to the first paragraph and are now getting concerned, don't worry, it's not really about that. It is about power, but i...
Michael and I had been flirting all night. The suggestive comment he made about my new cocktail dress when he took my wrap at the restaurant. The way I pressed my breasts into his back when we left the bar. The way he brushed his hand across my ass as we were seated for dinner. The way my bare toes caressed his calf under the table. The way he steadied my...