It all started about a month after I arrived in New York. It was an old story, I guess - the small town girl who finds her way to the big city to find fame and glory as a dancer, a musician, or, in my case, as an actress. I had the passion, drive and talent to make myself a success. Growing up, I had never wanted anything else. As a child, I had starred in e...
Jack woke up to the sound of his alarm with a pounding headache and a bad taste in his mouth. That wine had been a bad idea but it had been worth it... He reached over to the bedside table to swat the offending noise, annoyed at himself for having forgotten to turn it off the night before. He'd booked the week off work; there was absolutely no need to be wak...
Chapter Five - Braciole The first plate whizzed past Frank Caputo's right ear and crashed into the wall, closely followed by a second that skimmed off his shoulder and shattered on the floor. "For fuck sake Michelle if I wanted this fucking drama I'd go home to Benedetta," Frankie whined, but he was laughing drunkenly. "Why don't you then? You can fuck he...
Author's note: This story contains male/female sex, female/female sex, and male/male sex, all between adult humans well over eighteen years of age. If any of that offends you, this is not the story you are looking for. If you enjoy it, feedback is highly appreciated! **************************** Alan felt his wife's pussy tighten around his cock, and he kn...
As soon as I closed my eyes again, I dozed. I wondered where Gayle was. I lost track of her after I boned her up the ass. I heard the sound of the television in the background and figured she was in the den watching TV. Then, I felt this weird but familiar feeling. At first I thought I was dreaming only it felt so real that I knew it wasn't a dream. My cock...
I woke up around 10:30 on Saturday morning, laying there for 20 more minutes while I thought about my quickie with Vinnie the night before in the garage. I was bent over with him standing behind me, grabbing my hips and thrusting himself harder into me each time. I was teasing my clit with one hand and massaging his balls with the other, moaning breathlessly...
Can pocket tits replace women, as dildos and vibrators have replaced men? "Hey, Vinnie, what you doin' standing there like that?" Angelo walked across the street to where his friend was standing with his hands in his pockets and smiling. "What you mean?" Vinnie stopped smiling, but did not remove his hands from his pockets. "You look like a fool smilin'...
Chapter Six - Pine Barrens The trunk of the LTD was huge so Michelle had plenty of room; the carpet was clean but it smelled a little of gas. The first thing she thought of was that she would suffocate on exhaust fumes but when she realised that wasn't the case she began to take stock of situation. She had been kidnapped by Vincent 'Vinnie' Boccia and Nic...
These are my reluctant New Year's Eve Resolutions. Can't you tell? I'm posting them late. Normally, I don't make them because I don't keep them and then I feel bad that I failed in my quest to better myself in the New Year. This year is different. This year, I'm motivated. This year, I'm going to do it. "Hey, Freddie, I heard you were making a list of New...
This is a re-post of one of my first stories. It has been edited for punctuation, grammar, and I hope, readability. * Vincent "Vinnie" Blanton was not a mirror image of his older brother, Tom. In fact, the two could not be more unalike. Vinnie was two inches taller than Tom at an even six feet, but five pounds lighter at 185. While Tom had worked hard to b...