Everyone is different, when we lay to slumber we visualize different things, dreams, and nightmares. These force-filled images have the power to hinder or inspire the trek down life's path. But where do these sparks derive their seemingly infinite power, our imaginations do require energy. The power to choose, to be, to do, to create the traits that of which...
As Maxwell McGrath pulled his car through the studio gates, he wished yet again, that he could convince Kara Evercum that, as the director, he deserved a limousine. That way the fanatics picketing the studio wouldn't be able to single him out for praise and abuse. Max still wasn't sure how word had already leaked out about the homosexual soldier angle, espec...
Life is what happens while you are waiting for your plans to come through. This short story is told from a third person view. There is no actual sex in the story. It is deliberately told from a narrative point of view. No spouses, policemen or idiots were hurt in the creation of this story; damn shame about the idiots. If it resembles any time in your life,...
excerpt from Chapter 6: Harriett mewls and groans as she is deeply, relentlessly impaled; the initial discomfort of the penetration is now mostly diminished, replaced by a lewd type of pleasure as the wide rubber shaft fills the innermost recesses of the submissive brunette's most private place. Harriett's passage is well lubricated now, and as the head...
Chapter Six: The Darkness Ruth Mears perched herself on the edge of a stool and sipped champagne from the chilled glass. She stared at the open pack of Marlboro Lights 100s on the kitchen bar and shivered with delight. How foolish she had been to deny herself what it was she wanted all this time. Next to the cigarettes was a Chanel dark red lipstick; the li...
From the living room window, fifty-three-year-old Eve Moore watched a moving van stop in front of the vacant house next door. She grabbed the binoculars and removed her glasses, focusing on the Maine license plate as two burly men climbed out of the van. One stood and lit a cigarette while the other unlatched the gate, walked up to the house and unlocked the...
("Sparrow fart" is very, very early in the morning. Ute- what some call a pick up we call a ute, short for utility. We really struggle to pick them up. We have technology called steering wheels. We use them to change lanes for example. We admire people who get out of their pick ups, run beside them as they pick them up, move them to another lane, then get b...
Chapter 01: one space : two guys : thirty minutes : infinite possibilities Steven and Chris sniggered to themselves as they walked off the set while the cameraman and director bickered about angles. Like two little boys up to no good, they snuck off into the brisk air outside the Toronto studio. Steven whipped out a cigarette as Chris, anticipating his move...
Hi my name is Nikki. I am a 26 year old brunette, 5'6" and about 120#. I always dress to thrill but had never been nude in public although the idea seemed to excite me. This is the story of my first nip experience. It is a bit tame compared to some stories that I have read here but my adventures have gotten better and I hope to continue submitting them. The...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (4 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * The message I was expecting was delivered as a package rather than the phone call I had hoped for. I opened the package to find an unlabeled video tape. I first poured myself a strong portion of bourbon and set it on the table next to my big chair. I...