One half bottle of vodka and two strong anti-depressants later he was ready to go. He checked his sway form in the mirror, for not a very tall man he commanded a very strong presence. This is the kind of man you notice when he walks in a room, with the black hair, gray eyes and classical good looks he knows that he draws most women's eyes. "Not as good as I...
You turn to me, reach out and touch my face... ask me if I'm okay. I lean forward to kiss you, and we help each other dress. Neither of us are even aware that we are outside... we don't even care. Walking back to the car, we are shaken, but both of us know just how much the other thoroughly enjoyed what just happened. We get to the car, and you ask me if I c...
It was April 28, 2006, and the full moon shone brightly over Manhattan. I was cruising in my brand new silver Lamborghini Murciélago down the FDR Drive, flying passed vehicles like the Silver Surfer. I had my Hispanic girlfriend, Arlene with me. She was a gorgeous Hispanic woman with a flawless tanned complexion. Arlene was 5'4 with killer body measurements...
Before mankind could fly we gazed at the stars in wonder, dreaming of the day when men would stand among them. And finally with centuries of trials and errors a man was finally able to escape our green prison. We learned from our mistakes, discovered that the void beyond our sky was inhospitable, but still our species persevered against the impossible chall...
"'People live on their delusions,' she said. 'Why not?' I suggested. 'What else is there?' 'The end of them,' she said." ― Pulp The carnal cabin was aphotic. So dim, our hero's eyes played more tricks on him than the president does an ignorant populace. Was what he was seeing possible?! Had he discovered Bigfoot?! A tenth of his existence had been spen...
Marie 7.0 29 November 1980 *** "Damn! Your folks are still up." I pressed down on the accelerator to get us beyond the view of their livingroom window as quickly as possible. Fortunately, they lived in a house set well back from the road. While I could plainly see them sitting there, with their interior lights reflecting back at them off the big picture w...
Engines roared, and horns blew, as Ricky pushed down on his accelerator, preparing to merge on to the interstate. A handsome young man, with sandy blonde hair, and twinkling blue eyes, he had the face of an angel, but his tall, lean, masculine body defied its innocence. Beside him, snuggled closely, was his steady girlfriend, Riana. He signaled his intention...
I tried to imitate the National Geographic series "Countdown to Disaster" with this story. My inspiration for this was a (non-erotic) car accident that saw on YouTube. All other events and all interactions in the narrative are born of my imagination. All names, people and locations are fictional as well. Any similarities to people, events or locations are co...
A BMW Z4 draws attention. Put that car on I-95 above Washington, even more. Have it going somewhere close to 98 mph, yes indeed. Now, imagine that a twenty year old model was behind the wheel. I have your attention? Anyone? Well, in the words of Carmella Cimarossa, "You haven't heard anything yet." It began the night before. Not the road race to New York b...
I'm out driving I love the feel of power under my foot. Looking up ahead on the side of the road stood this guy... He was tall tanned and built. I started to get closer his thumb went out... well that did it I have to stop. "Want a lift or not," I say as he stands and stares into the car. "Yes I do," he answers with a booming deep voice as he opens the do...