I awoke five days later in a hospital. The majority of my body was covered in casts or bandages. I was in some sort of traction bed, so I was completely immobilized. I lay there for a few minutes trying to remember what had happened to me. When I couldn't I became frightened. I even imagined that I might be dead like those characters in movies who don't reme...
Her heart palpitating from the concussive aftershocks of her orgasm, Antonella Capuano showed absolutely no shame for the fork in the road she'd chosen. Making sustained eye contact with each of the boys surrounding her, Nell's freshly eaten pussy buzzed like a hive of angry bees as the guy of the four she didn't know stepped to the foot of the bed. That pa...
Sarah Cleary frequently wondered how she'd wound up just like her mother. At least, that is, according to outward appearances. Sarah's latest existential crisis arrived, as usual, during the quiet moments of the day. She was alone, sipping coffee in her kitchen and staring absent-mindedly out the window into the backyard. Her kids were at school and she'd r...
Nellie stood in front of the full length mirror looking slowly up and down her body. Every detail of her body had been carefully formed and kept over the years. From her strawberry blonde hair to her full, firm breasts, she worked at keeping herself in top form. Smiling at what she saw, she ran her hands over her fully nude body, lingering on her breasts and...
Ron was still seated on the dressing room chair, gazing lustfully at Beth as she quickly composed herself, then slipped on her skirt and top, sans panties or bra, as usual. She took a prolonged glance at his still engorged, yet semi erect penis, and fighting a base instinct to drop to her knees and suck it back to full erection, she grabbed the pile of purch...
Readers may have seen what Sandy's boyfriend told her and what he did not tell her. This is the introduction to Sandy, herself, as told in the first person by the character in "Fire Island 1960 Something." He later refers to the young woman in that story as his Diotima. Somewhere in my data files, he tells about meeting two prep school seniors that week, P...
I came running into the morning staff meeting six minutes late. After six years on staff, you'd think I'd know that the freeway turns into one giant parking lot between my house and the paper. I had to say that I earned that dirty look from my editor when I interrupted him with my belated entrance at the staff meeting that started promptly at nine. I figure...
Black-Spade Club I closed the door of my Honda Fit SUV and locked it. My wife was at the other side. She looked so beautiful in her NBD dress. I was in my simple Tommy Hilfiger shirt and jeans. We looked at each other knowingly. I approached her and held her hand. We both looked up and saw the board at the entrance of this beautiful building. There was a bi...
"Sister, you're wasting your time with those Black men, my White clients pay a lot more and they practically worship me," Ramona Villanueva said, and she looked me up and down, then scoffed. I, Geraldine Valbrun, took a deep breath before answering Ramona's missive. I can't stand non-Blacks, fellow minorities included, who think they understand what it's lik...
She was ready. No, scratch that; Jessie was hornier than...well, she couldn't remember the last time she was this wanton. For years, she rode the wave of erotic pleasures with whomever she fancied, whenever she fancied. But for these last three weeks, her only outlet was self- pleasure. Why the sudden change? Her name was Angela Mendez, a city court judge t...