People find it hard to believe I WANTED to be a garbage man. When I was a kid, I thought it would be the neatest thing in the world to ride on the outside of a garbage truck just hanging on for dear life. At that time, I was still at the age when I was told by my parents not to stick my head or hands out of the car window. Riding with my whole body outside a...
An urban legend, maybe. ******** The bags were full of men's clothes; Shirts, T-shirts, jockey shorts, socks. Wally was going to wonder about this for a long, long time. Ten minutes earlier she had pulled up at the landfill's front booth in the mini-van that had seen its better days. She wasn't anything special to look at, blond, forty-is, no make up, gr...
Day 0 – Meeting Edvin, a virgin I was very, very drunk. He was very red in the face, very bald, had a very large smile. He looked like a balloon car salesman. I suppose I should have been more careful but how could I have known what he was? I still don't know what he was. We were talking about women. Well, I suppose we were talking about fucking. I remi...
I like wearing form-fitting clothing when I'm in my Back Bay condo. It makes me feel sexy and powerful and so after awakening I put on an opaque body suit from Wolford. It cradles each and every curve of my body. Some nameless jerkoff loser bought it for me last month. I spend most of the morning reclining in bed, reading the new Jami Attenberg novel, whil...
Anne pulled out the dresser drawer and emptied it on the bed. She turned out the second drawer and stood back to examine her handiwork. The bed was covered in a pile of lace and silk, all of her bras, all of her panties. Wait, not all of them. She reached under her skirt, slipped her fingers into the waistband, and slid her black lace thong to her ankles. As...
Author would like to thank CopyCarver for his help editing this story. * Breathe deep, pick up the pace, keep going........the beach is only another couple miles in the distance......... was the mantra running through my mind as my hands sliced cleanly through the ocean water. In the predawn light I could barely make out the Malibu pier ahead on my left a...
I'd been on my motorcycle for over five hours. I knew riding from Los Angeles to San Francisco would be a long trip but I was pretty sure my goal at the end of this ride would be worth it. My destination was the Wabash School for Girls located in a rich suburb of San Francisco called Pleasanton. It was a boarding school my girlfriends parents had sent her t...
Terri Martin was doing the slow burn when she hit the elliptical at the gym. No, it wasn't a slow burn any more. The slow burn had happened when she'd uncovered a box in the basement of the house this morning. Hurt, anger, and jealousy where burning quite nicely at this point and had only grown in intensity on the drive to the gym where she worked out three...
It is a Friday afternoon, and my flight from LA lands at JFK airport in NYC shortly after 5 PM. Everything goes pretty smoothly, I grab my bag and catch a cab. I had been fortunate to have some friends in town that I can stay with over the weekend. The cab driver is asking me which house I should stop at and I point at one particular house. "That one." as I...
Amanda wanted more than anything in the whole world to be spanked, and spanked HARD...She also wanted more than anything in the whole wide world for her favorite beach to be free of the litter and debris that constantly plagued the beautiful sands and shells of her shore. The ocean held a special place in her heart; she belonged to the sensual waves and anc...