Thank you to my editors LadyCibelle and Techsan for making this story a much better read. * I was sitting there in the restaurant in the quaint small town where I used to live. They had one of those tabletop jukeboxes and I was looking through the song titles. I remembered how so many songs seemed to be a pathway for me. I slipped in a few coins and pushed...
His lovely wife Blondie warm beside him, Dagwood Bumstead sleeps peacefully, and the letters "S-K-N-X" in big black capitals issue from his open mouth. The twittering of birds outside their bedroom window pulls him from slumber, and his ovoid black eyes open enough to see her youthful, dimpled face, framed by a lush array of canary-yellow curls. Amazing how...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [The depiction of these fictional characters for a fictional nation does not in any way reflect upon any other actual person or nation; the behavior evidenced here is not part of an accusation of accepted...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Note: I think vacations should be mostly about trying to connect mentally and physically with your partner. I have had amazing sex on vacation with my wife. For me I think it's because there's nothing else to worry about except where to eat the next meal. Maybe it has something to do with not having to clean your own sheets. Ryan and Angela make a serious co...
I wiped up the spilled semen from my step, and threw away the towel. I was lost and disoriented, and wasn't sure what to do next. I glanced out the front window and saw two police cars, one in front and one in back of the son of a bitch's truck. My vicious ploy had worked only too well. I began to think about what Kristi had said, about his wife and kids. I...
The Chevalier de Guise mourned while others celebrated. He regretted not devising a ruse to absence himself from the Prince de Cleves' wedding. What pained him most was Mlle. de Chartes who smiled at all those around her, but did not shine as a bride should. While she felt great esteem and affection for the Prince de Cleves, in was clear she did not love him...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination. Although this story should have enough facts for you...
I can't do anything but pace the room and look out the window. I am waiting for Simpleton3 to knock on the door at 2:15 p.m., like we planned. I am going to touch another man's cock. I am going to taste it. Neither of us has ever done anything like this before, or so we both said in online chat where we've been meeting almost every day for two weeks....
Many thanks to Angel Love for editing this story. * It was a disgusting film on my new 42-inch wide screen. In fact, it was probably the most disgusting film I had ever seen in my life and it made me feel sick. But I couldn't stop watching because it was too important for the future of my family. The film had begun almost as some kind of a silly comedy wi...