One step at the time. One foot follows the other. Running. Never stops. Meditative mileage. Every step has been taken so many times before. One step at the time. Some people find it boring. Like hell kind of boring. I have never felt it that way. A self suggestive, totally egocentric treat; me and Mother Nature breathing together: Running. No it is not bo...
Michael has always wanted a sex slave, don’t ask why or for how long just accept it people, because that’s not what’s important. What’s important is the How and the Who? How will he obtain a sex slave? The next question is who will it be? Well to answer the first question Michael has been given a unique opportunity in the form of his Mother and Step-Father l...
Chapter 2 -The Addiction The large rain drops splashed off of the top of the deep brown casket. The irony of a rainy day funeral was lost on Zoe Parker as she stared at the wooden box that held her deceased mother. Zoe observed the twenty or so people who decided to attend the burial ceremony. The small crowd creating a semi circle around the casket consist...
The beep of the text message wakes me up and I realize that I fell asleep on the couch in front of a movie. I blink a few times, then look at the phone and see that you have asked if you can come over. I've teased you in the past how you never need to ask, but I know that you like to make sure. I send back a quick "come on over!" and I get up and look around...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Three. 1986. (February). Tim, thirty-three. It was a Thursday, and detailed to stay behind after work and wait for a late courier delivering important papers, I spent the time finishing off my study notes. Once I'd completed them and the cleaners had gone I wandered in desult...
As I lay there, I slowly realized the cool was turning to warmth. The sun finally has decided to join me. Eyes closed, I concentrated on just feeling...feeling my skin warm up...feeling the heat hit my legs and ass and back, radiating to my pussy like everything seemed to lately. I felt something land on my leg. I fought the urge to shake it off and just la...
10 Easy Steps To Getting Laid, or How To Get Someone To Sleep With You Have you ever wondered just how you can get someone to sleep with you? You know the hot guy or girl that everyone wants but you have just never been able to get with. There are a lot of magazine articles and how-to books out there, but most of them are total bullshit. The person you desi...
Anna woke up. Where was she? The room was unfamiliar. A big fire in the ornamental fire place was heating a room filled with antique furniture. Tapestries covered a rough stone wall. A storm was howling. Panic seemed to build a brick load on her chest. What happened? She sat up and the whole room started to spin at once. Closing her eyes she sank back in th...
Chapter 4- The Party I was totally confused all morning. Allison had as much as told me she was going to screw my brains out next week. If she had told me this last week, I'd be the happiest man alive. After the week of hell I had just endured, I wasn't sure I wanted to take her up on the idea. I also still had two weeks of hell to endure, one with the sadi...
On Saturday we were driving home from the dinner theater. My wife Michelle was in the back with her mother, and I was in the front with her step dad. He has made several comments about Michelle's little feet and toes; the color of her nail polish and the size of her feet (6) over the years, so we have suspected him as a foot lover even though my wife's mothe...