I remember sleeping about five inches from the ceiling. Coffinesque. I went to sleep stifling an endless scream. My brother was in the lower bunk. I fell once but don't remember the circumstances. I dreamed of men. Famous ones. Ones my friends say would be good for me. I broke his things when he was gone. I'd slip into our closet and find seashells he colle...
"How does she keep her job?" Rachel asked, staring at the brunette receptionist as she picked up a bunch of files for the forth time in the past hour. "She keeps her job", Greg replied, "Because she gives good head" "What?" "She's a good cocksucker. That's why we keep her around". Rachel continued to stare at the brunette as Greg walked off. Was it true?...
"Being Ron Jeremy" written by Brian Berke and Rich Willams and directed by Brian Berke is a short (38 minutes) comedy parodying the widely successful "Being John Malkovich." While the film spoofs Ron Jeremy and the porn industry in general, Jeremy played along, starring in the film along with a number of current female porn stars. Much like Malkovich in his...
Darkness. She liked the soft velvet of the night with its glittering sprinkle of diamond stars. She felt safe in the dark. No one noticed her. She felt...comfortable...in the shadows. She would watch the people walk by, hurrying to some brightly lit place, rushing to find others to share their unease of the dark. She shifted a bit, causing her chains to rat...
One touch was all it took to melt my resolve. We talked part of the night, dinner, danced, and the whole time, I watched your movements, so sexual and primal. I told you during dinner that I've never been with a black man before and I watched as your eyes lit up with interest. We made it back to your house, where you had candles lit, already anticipating the...
Was it a dream? Or was I somehow transferred through time and space into your waiting arms? I am swollen from the heated love we just shared, still aching with need to feel more of you. My body feels tingly and excited. I lay in bed, snuggled in my warm covers and again experience this unusual event. The aroma of sexual satisfaction fills the room. I am carr...
I need him. The heat pooling in my belly is almost unbearable, and my lace panties are doing little to contain the moisture between my legs. I look around for somewhere to sit, worried that any moment my own arousal may start dripping down my legs. "Come with me" He grabs my arm, his calloused hand rough on my soft skin. Just hearing his voice sends me in...
I'm waiting for you, my Love... Waiting for you to walk through the door... Waiting for you to see me here, warm and soft and willing...ready for your nirvanic embrace. I know your eyes will glitter with hot desire as your heated gaze strokes my body from my toes to my head...with delicious teasing as you pause to contemplate the delights my tanned and nake...
Mika glanced to one side of the trail and froze at the flash of white and the whistling call of an elk. There were rumors of an albino elk that lived in this area. If she could just get close enough, she could get the perfect photo to win her a place at the magazine. She pushed silently through the undergrowth and peered around a large pine. Her breath caugh...
[19:17] *JosekiKo looks around the ship he bought this morning thinking this ought to be interesting* [19:17] *CrimsonFW holds onto the rail blanching slightly as She feels the floor move beneath Her feet.* [19:18] turnipTPS: good evening beautiful Mistress, she offers warm greetings [19:18] JosekiKo: Thanks turnip [19:18] CrimsonFW: greetings turnip. [...