BASED ON ACTUAL EVENTS As is the case with most hard drug users, you start off small and end up making your way up. Since I was 15 I had been smoking weed. One of my friends had introduced me to some other drugs like meth or coke a few years later. The weed was still a big influence but it all seemed so tempting. It was a different high and on a much higher...
To catch readers up, I'm writing an unnumbered series of true stories about my life in my 20's, starting more than 20 years ago when I was in college in Austin, Texas. I was already married then, living in student housing with my husband and this was the year I first became a shared wife. I don't think my stories need to be read in sequential order but if y...
I saw Goody-goody sitting there with his head buried in a book, as we walked into my boyfriend's apartment. I called him Goody-goody, but he was really just my boyfriend's roommate. He was smart, he was shy, and he never took advantage of any of my advances. After that, he became Goody-goody and what I wanted most of all, was to corrupt him, make him bad. Li...
I thought it would be just another birthday. Another day older, another new tie, and another expensive birthday dinner I wouldn't remember next week. It didn't turn out that way. When I arrived home from work the kids were gone. Staying at grandma's house. My bride cheerfully met me at the door with a nice hug and kiss. She invited me to have a cocktail and...
I remember it was a couple of miles south of a town named Barletta, right on the coast. I was happily lost, just wandering in the languid way travellers do. The Adriatic Sea was sparkling with promise, and the midday streets were filled with the smells of seafood, salt and fresh bread. I felt a vibrant sense for adventure and a keen anticipation to taste all...
OM. Man’s relationship with the Goddess is explained in a picture; a symbol; an eternal moment. The scripture goes something like this: A mango coloured sun is hovering just above the horizon, covering the desert in twilight. The only existing construction in this vast plane stands out like an erect penis, and it castes a shadow three times its own height a...
I had left Donna with a kiss to her forehead. I felt like a king at having had my fantasy of making love to her come true. I knew I had satisfied her and I was completely satisfied myself. When I saw her at work the next day everything seemed the same as it had in the past. She went about her day the same way, and gave me the same greeting she always had w...
Please, in order to have this story make any sense, read Part 1 first, otherwise happy confusion. Maybe it was all due to my frame of reference. Hookers and massage girls don't really give you a deep insight to be able to form specifics. I know I shouldn't generalize, but at least some Asian girls could be pretty submissive for the right price. Except...
I received a text message on my cell phone: "hi. I need some." It has been few days since I fucked Michelle and indeed I was ready to see her again. I responded back to her: "2morrow. during lunch. I want your ass. Get it prepped for me." Michelle heart pounded as she received my reply. She was hungry for some cock. "Get it ready for him" - was in her...
Just an idea me and a colleague came up with whilst wasting time at work the other day and talking about rule 34 and stuff. "Dare you write a crazy fic about a washing machine and a refrigerator having sex?" Sure, why the hell not? Nothing should be too weird for fiction anyways. So, imagine that this fic takes place in a parallel world where appliances are...