*** Hi all - as a gentle reminder... As with all my works, this is a work of fiction: any semblance of my characters, persons, places, and events to any, uh, actual real characters, persons, places, and/or events is purely coincidental. It's all made up, though at times loosely based on personal experiences. Some characters that I've used in the past may pop...
Chapter 10 — SUNDAY — Blood on the tracks It was early morning when Roxanne finally made it back to their suite. She had needed to expunge all of the negative thoughts in her mind before returning—about the photographs she'd seen of Jack with Jade, of Nikky Volkov's visit to see her and the offer he'd made. She'd blanked her thoughts out in the way she kne...
Having just turned eighteen at the height of hippiedom, I so much wanted to be part of that scene! But I was still a high school kid from the Bronx, college-bound and straighter than I wanted to admit. Sure, I smoked dope, but who did I know that didn't? On weekends, I would take the subway downtown to the East Village and hang around St. Mark's Place. I lo...
Dear Shoeblossom... I find your letters interesting, and finally I have something that you might understand-- Here goes- Medina Porizkova came to Uhlenberg about eight years ago. She married, my mentor, the great Samenow Varick. This was despite the fact that Dina was an Ukrainian immigrant, fascinating and exotic, and Samenow was, despite being a nice...
My time with Jordan was great but it didn't last. Maybe it was the age gap but more likely the responsibility of being a mother didn't square with staying with me. She took our daughter with her to visit her family in Michigan and didn't come back. There were the requisite phone calls and I kept asking her when she'd come home and then one day she informed...
This is an entry in the "One Night" contest. We thank the talented Chloe Tzang for her involvement and very hot stories. Esteemed readers, please enjoy what is based on a true story and render a fair vote. Critics please have mercy, I am not a native speaker and am doing my best. I don't enter contests to win but because the readership is strong. As always...
After her sex-filled day, including being filmed having a massage and sixty-nine with the hot Ukrainian blonde masseuse, Aliona, then having sex in her room with the two guys from the gym and the cute student kid from the next room, Astrid was sated and slept well. For now. There was much more to come. She had woken up once that night, feeling horny at arou...
Chapter 01 Bulgarian escapade for Kyrhan and Mark Thanks for the help of Cih -/- Plenty of feedback and suggestions, these days; May Eve W. be patient : I have a long backlog of stories to finish first and I wonder whether I may use directly the names she has given me? -/- The night was beginning to fall on Kyrhan's palace. The spotlights were illumina...
The fourth in this occasional series of self-contained stories about "Staff" Daniel Matthews and his family. "LAME DUCK?" "Catch!" The four-year-old girl giggles, throwing the light beach ball from the sparkling pool. Freddie reaches up from his electric wheelchair, easily catching the ball one-handed, his head and bare shoulders sprayed with a light show...
Carlotta was a thirty-something black female videographer from Paris, and before that from Haiti. She had a rather determined and unappealing face. But she had rich dark ebony flesh, a shapely pair of breasts, and a noticeably large shapely protruding pair of Afro-Caribbean buttocks. She had told Marina and me that she had partied with dozens of naked sex-...