What kind of mind would come up with something like this... Dear Electra: I'm writing to say that all is forgiven, and that despite our little 'problem' I eventually did have a good time with you last Monday. No doubt that, given enough healing time (and drying time!), I'll look back on our time together and see nothing but the humour of the situation. Wel...
So, um, I've got a bit of a problem. I'm not sure how to say this so I am just going to say it. My name is Theodore Emmett Xavier, and my friends call me Tex. It's essentially my three initials, if you will. I know, I know, you can't have three initials. Hey, if Hollywood actor Jonathan Taylor Thomas can do it, so can I. Anyhow, where was I? Oh yeah, I was a...
Author's note: I try to write stories to be understood independent of my others. However these characters are from a series I started with 'Moving In,' 'Moving In Ch.2,' and 'We Found It, A Nude Beach.' If you enjoy 'Clown Mask and Panties' below, you may also enjoy reading these as well to gain further insight into the personalities of the characters and th...
I psyched myself out for this seven-hour plane ride to Madrid. My five-page article last year in Allons! magazine, on sex tourism in Paris, had caught the eye of a prominent travel books publisher – a bruiser with Olivier Martínez eyes and a Javier Bardem smile. I learned via our virtual tryst that the head of Azul Books shared my love for the films of Buñue...
Full and ripe and round. Bulbous orange gourds in tangles of thick green vine and rustling leaves. A bumper crop again this year. "Thank you, Melvin," Annie said, leaning on the split-rail fence that surrounded the pumpkin patch. The irate caw of a crow was her only answer. She saw the bird take off, flapping-black, into the dissipating morning fog from t...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least the proper 18+ years of age. As always postive feedback is always appreciated and always feel free to directly message me if you want to talk about or possibly co-write custom made chapters anytime! It all started during a simple outdoor camping trip as 4 college friends were just getting started setting...
The carnival had been closed for years after a tragic accident. It was rumored that once anyone entered, they will never return. Their bodies will be found beaten and bloody by the road that was the only way into the carnival. It still stands on the edge of town, rusty metal, decaying wood and tattered old tents still stand. The sidewalk was overgrown with w...
Donaletto, the clown, was in the corner of his cage, sleeping on the straw that was kept there for that purpose… when Gloria came in. Her deep mocking laughter sent shivers and cramps through his 23 year-old belly. He tried to turn away from her, leaving his naked ass fully exposed to her derisive gaze. He wished he could crawl into a hole, but there really...
Andrea Lew sat alone at the table in their favorite restaurant, impatiently tapping her fingernails. She noticed the quizzical looks the server gave her, so smiled demurely and shrugged her shoulders, but inside she simmered. Had Jonas forgotten their Valentine date? During the past forty-five minutes, she had tried calling him on his cell, his office and hi...
This story is part of my Office Sluts series, but it's a standalone story as well. Enjoy! * It was three AM. I woke up to a sudden noise in the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and found Bonnie sitting next to me. "I can't sleep," she said. "Close your eyes," I told her. "And count sheep..." "Please..." she told me. "I had a nightmare." I sat up. Havin...