I woke up Thursday morning, the bed on the floor wasn't too comfortable. I looked over to check if my mistress was sleeping, she was, so I quietly left the room to make a pot of coffee. As it brewed I thought back to the night before wondering how my life and sexuality have changed. Thinking of the possibilities I started getting hard and instinctively gave...
This story is special to me and based on personal experience. Thanks to the readers who have journeyed this far. Your company is very much appreciated. ~~~~~~~ NOW THURSDAY night I hardly slept. I was like a child on Christmas Eve, excited and desperate for morning to arrive so that I could open my gifts. But I wasn't a child. I was less than a month from...
More wish fufillment. Maybe not a normal rock star, but why not? Only one real song title is used, all the rest are made up. I never wrote any lyrics because they wouldn't be as good as the story suggests they are. *** Excerpt from the interview with Dave Barrett in the Magazine 'New Rock'. NR: You seem to be coping with your increasing fame rather well?...
The Bar (and My First Lesbian Lover) By MadQuill Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. Though this is the first of two chapters it is a work of Fiction and stands on its own. ***** I slept with a Lesbian a week ago. It was a remarkable night of sensual sex. It was a first for me yet it opened my mind. She was in town...
Chauncey wandered over to Cassie's to chat but he'd seen her sitting with her eyes closed, journal on her lap. Not wanting to disturb her, he'd climbed Myrtle, his favorite mulberry tree, and was sitting with his back against the trunk waiting for Cassie to finish her train of thought. He remembered the day, nearly a year ago, that she first came to the or...
"Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes." -Neil Gaiman, "The Sandman" *** October 31st, 6:10 PM: The house was dark except for the black-and-white flicker of the TV screen. Richard stared at it, passive, waiting. A voice wailed from the speakers: "It's alive, i...
There is nothing like being young in the summer. I remember the summer after graduating high school like it was yesterday. I had a boyfriend, I was getting ready for college, and I had the whole summer to relax. I lived in Chicago, but I got away from the hustle and bustle of the big city as often as I could. My boyfriend Craig loved to take long drives in t...
To the reader: This is a story about how I met my spouse. Parts are true. Parts are embellished truth. It's up to you to decide what is what. Enjoy. A girl with long blond hair and a nice looking booty stood on the sidewalk staring Miles' direction. Miles was in the middle of the street mumbling the words to New Edition's "Can You Stand the Rain." It was...
"Carly!" Gina had never learned any other way to start a phone conversation than with an exclamation point "Hey, guess who's going to be back in town tonight?" That could only be the third member of our little band of confidants, Maryanne. The three of us had always been tight, all through high school. We had other friends, but we three shared the really...
It was Friday. Donald looked out of his office window and sighed. He could see a wild goose sitting on the grass by the building opposite. "Not many of those 'round here," he thought to himself. He continued to watch as the goose slowly flapped its wings and took off. Donald considered it curious how a bird so ungainly on the ground, with its undignified w...