It had been years since I left Arkham, and I truly thought I would never return, alas fate had a different plan for me, and I was shaking in sheer dread when I turned from the highway onto the exit ramp into the small college town. First, introductions, of course. My name is Jonathon Phenning, and I was born in Arkham, Massachusetts, my father was a profess...
Maureen stood there, frozen. The black-haired man stared at her, furious. His fall vest was charcoal and seemed white in comparison to his hair. His black creased hair was vibrant and full that fell crisply over his tan skin. His brows furrowed, his nose pointing at her like a blade. His mouth twisted and curled, as if gnarling on an insult he was about to s...
I arrived at the penthouse on time. The entire floor was ours. The hotel was beautiful, and the staff was very familiar with Grant; they understood to respect his privacy. As I walked down the hallway, I felt sexy. I felt powerful. I wore a black jacket that tied at the waist and I had on nothing underneath except the outfit from the box, and I wore a pair o...
I wrote this story quite a while ago but never submitted it. There is no sex in this one. Merely, a short story about an old man. I hope you like it. * Beeep...beeep...beeep...beeep, the alarm shrieked until a wrinkled arm swung around and the accompanying bony hand smashed down on the snooze button silencing the irritating sound with a loud thwack. Shit,...
Bucky Collins downed the last of his whiskey and collected his chips to cash in. His cousin, Don Lee, who served as his driver and bodyguard escorted the Black Mafia attorney-slash-lieutenant to front door. His leisure trip to the Big Apple had been fruitful. Tonight, his winnings totaled $2,300.00. Don Lee was especially happy as his younger, much smarter r...
I frequent a peep show in a nearby city. What I like about it is not only being able to watch the girls up close from the safety of the glass but exposing my self to them and seeing the stares they give me as they watch me get off from the whole experience. Occasionally, while waiting for a booth, I'll see men come in with their wives or girlfriends go into...
The day started like any week day, my husband is up and ready for work, we share coffee together and I send him on his way, what a rut. I'm only 27 years old and the thrill seems to have left. Day in and day out the same thing. My day grinds on, I clean around the house. Tea, soft music, and the monotony of my day settles in around me, my familiar boredom ta...
I had been caught, and the thought dumbfounded me. Had Autumn really seen me jerk off? Or had she just seen the sticky mess I had forgotten to wipe off my window and assumed so? Either way, I was red with embarrassment as I drove to work that morning. This girl had been in the neighborhood for less than a day and already she thought the guy next door was a p...
From the moment Devina saw this young thing enter the bar, tailing her girlfriends and looking so eager and awkward, it was suddenly mission-critical that Devina enslave this creature. Despite her girly conformity, the juicy-but-petite girl who flipped her long black hair too much was clearly into women. Devina waited as one bozo after another approached th...
Well if you have read my other stuff you will probably know that some of what I write is fictional and some of it is something I experienced in real life. The story you are about to read is of the latter. My name is Brianne and I am a xdresser. I have been dressing for several years now, and I still find it just as exciting as the first time I slid on a pair...