Stepping out of the terminal, into the taxi line, nervous energy courses through my veins, and I feel all of the apprehension and excitement of finally getting to be in your presence. Months of making love through our cell phones had accumulated, within us, a ferocious intensity, only to be relieved by actual physical contact. A vintage yellow cab approach...
'Models' read the sign, the handwritten text looking scruffy against the tired fluorescent yellow background. It was stuck on the entrance to a narrow dimly lit staircase which led up to who knew where. John quickly looked up and down the street to see if anyone would notice what he was doing, then quickly nipped in through the door. Walking up the narrow s...
Our hero is in his bedroom, bored as he browses his large porn collection. Sure he's got all the best titles from Japan, America and even some vintage ebony videos to make a collector cry but he's grown bored with the lack of physical contact in his life. He wishes that someone would take an interest in him and provide some spice to his monotone life. What o...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I wrote this story when it occurred to me that there are probably male bimbos who go through extensive modification to make themselves attractive. I didn't know what to call them, so I landed on "kendle" after Ken doll. It's a dumb word, but that's the point, so is bimbo. This s...
Julie reached into the engine, inserted the sparkplug and expertly tightened it. She eased the rubber cap over the plug and snapped it into place. She then closed the hood and used a rag to wipe away the small smudge on the shiny metal flake pink. Making sure they were free from any grease or grime she opened the door, climbed in and started the engine. She...
They sat and read. Each had their own book. The house was silent except for the occasional page turn. She read on and on. She felt him looking at her. She looked up from the page she had just been reading. She stared at him without speaking, waiting for him to speak. "Have you ever shaved your cunt?" he asked her boldly. It did not cross her mind as odd o...
Smoking is hot. There, I said it. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for this view, I really am. I certainly mean no disrespect to those whose lives have been adversely affected by smoking; and believe me the sight of my sixty-year old aunt sucking back Merits in a housedress does absolutely nothing for me. Like poor Pavlov's dogs, I've acquired quite the reflex; th...
"Are you still working for No Such Agency?" Wilma of Human Resources looks up from my resume, her eyes wide. "I do consult with them; but, since the Raindrop Expose, they haven't had as many assignments. I also lead seminars on threat assessment." "Hmm. That's a lovely wedding band; does Mister Bolt still work?" "Yes, Fronds manages the flower shop." I wa...
I couldn't believe that I was going to meet Nancy for a 'kiss'. The thoughts racing thru my mind, on the way. It had been about week since I had relived myself and I was getting all blue-balled. We had chatted, emailed and talked many times, it was hard to believe we were going to meet. Nancy was 13 years my senior. She seemed so sexy and provocative. Her pi...
They had sat at the far corner table so many times before, when egg creams still were on the menu. Their weekly conversations had seeped so deeply into the cushions of the tangerine banquet seats that the waiters knew when to surprise them with monogrammed anniversary cheesecake slices. Back then, it was Sinatra piping through the speakers in the ballroom di...