( just a small story wrote for fun to pass the time, and ponder life from the other side of the street.) They called me a whore. They said I was a slut. That I was a destroyer of happy homes. How happy could their homes have been when their husband was spending his hard earned money to pay me to give him a blowjob? To bend me over and take me as hard...
My appointment was for 9.00 am. Janek said that I should look in the garden if I did not get an answer from the front door and to try the garden shed room, this would amuse me while I was waiting. I went round the back of the house and I could hear a sound in the garden shed. The windows were pretty dirty and I couldn't see inside so I pushed open the door...
I can’t believe how handsome you look tonight. I love it when a man dress up for his woman. There isn’t any man in this world that doesn’t look good in a tuxedo. And with that black silk cape and high black hat, you look like a gentleman from the 1800. And you behave accordingly, too. When you picked me up at me door, you brought me a bunch of dark red ros...
Author's note: After my last story I wanted something a bit lighter. This is based on Steve Holy's great song. Words and music copyrighted by Shane Minor, Bart Allmand and Jefferey Steele. A bit of fluff - best read with tongue firmly in cheek! Thanks to techsan for his timely edits. This story is a special request from my sister. SAY WHAT? "She...
"London we have synched our rotation and are beginning docking approach now. Approach speed .5 meters per second distance 100 meters. Still no contact with Unity IV crew." "Affirmative Pegasus London copies docking approach." News Release: The International Space Agency's Mission Control Center in London announced today that the rescue ship Pegasus will r...
First times: 03 -- Lord and man The idea for this short story was given to me by a lovely woman I met recently. Though we are new friends, she has unexpectedly taken an inordinate place in my heart. In a definite way, she has become my Muse, gently guiding me to places I didn't know I could reach, awakening the poet in me even....
When I think of you, this little pixie, my mind closes out everything else. I get to see you today I think with a smile. I daze back out a little as the train rockets down the tracks. My head back against the window, eyes half closed and mind focused on one thing only. You. I stroll in to the gardens, taking in the sites, reminding myself how good it is to...
This is a true story. Only my lover's name has been changed. ***** O MY GOD! What a night! Even now several days after it happened I still feel the passion, the lust, the total fulfillment. Over the coming days and weeks the memory will fade which is why I have to write it down now. I was raised a naïve Catholic where my mother (who STILL thinks I'm an i...
My name is Selma Mays and I was once a young black woman who lived in the city of Atlanta, Georgia. That was a long time ago. I am so much more than that now. I am the Queen of the Lycanthropes, the ancient species of inhuman creatures who have ruled the world since time immemorial. It wasn't always so, though. Once, I was an ordinary person. Yes, a very lon...
Night of Sex—180 West 81st Street, Apartment 5A Jerry yawned. He sat back on his old, comfortable couch. It was his first night as a free man—back from his year in prison. He had been released exactly 12 months after his unfair court judgement, along with his three closest friends: Elaine, Kramer and George. He was glad to be back—he had been lucky to hold...