It's September 11, 2001. My name is Bryan. I'm an African American, musician in Maryland. I've been on the scene for about twenty years now and love it. Last year I picked up a new gig at this bar. I had been talking to a girl named Jen online. We had been talking for quite some time and I asked her to come out to my show. I'm an alternative rock musician pl...
(written April 19, 2001) * * * * * Candy glanced around for Ann, and saw that she was dancing with some other guy, and already getting tipsy. Buddy and Candy went around behind a side wall, and into a corner, so that they were not in the view of Ann and the dance floor. It was pretty empty back there, and had dim lighting. They found a chair, and Buddy s...
The computer was supposed to be a present for both of us, but, I suppose, as my wife Anne is at home most of the day and has more time on her hands, it was obvious that she would get more use out of it than me. Most evenings when I returned from work, Anne would regale me with stories of what she had been doing on the Internet and what she had found. My wife...
© Cristena 2001 This story was originally written in the summer of 2001, actually preceding "Corporate Punishment". The difference is that while that piece was purely fantasy, this one has (some) basis in reality. ==== My husband cheated on me. I roll the words around in my head, savoring them like a bitter pill. My husband cheated on me. He had an affa...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are not real people. Any similarity between characters and organizations and real people is purely coincidental. I welcome criticism. The LW group is a tough crowd. That's okay. But in the past, some have criticized my stories, citing the excessive length and level of detail pr...
The trip seemed to have passed so quickly and the next day was to be our last full day as we were leaving the day after. The sun was up, and I went to the pool again, wondering if there was going to be a repeat of the previous day's happenings. Unfortunately, the pool was deserted but at least it meant that I could concentrate on catching up on my tan inst...
Saturday 24 of February 2001 8:30 AM I was awake, Ali was still sleeping and the big bulge in the quilt tempted me, I slowly removed the quilt and revealed Ali's magnificent cock. I couldn't help it I couldn't keep away from this piece of equipment; I slowly closed my lips around his cock head. Ali gave a groan and waked up and smiled at me and whispere...
In 2001 I suffered from a severe medical condition which required extensive surgery. The procedure saved my life but removal of my prostrate, batter, and extensive nerve damage left me without a functioning sex ability. My cock and balls remained outwardly normal but not doing what they were supposed to do. Despite the little blue pill, which only gave me a...
22nd August 2001. This is a true story! A few weeks ago, I was in the city in the evening, (I don't usually go into the city now) and I decided to have a massage. I really just wanted a massage but I went to a place just off Albert St. It was a Chinese place and seemed reasonable, except I had some problems understanding the girl and then girls behind the c...
I found this when I moved to California. I figured I'd share. She is a hot girl, 5'9", red hair, perfect body. I just published the dirty parts... Sept. 19 2001 It’s been three weeks now since I've fucked another guy. Not like that is an outrageous amount of time or anything, but it’s like I'm not even fucking when Joe puts that little cock in me. He wants...