There was a phone message when they got home asking them to join two other couples at a benefit for homeless animals. The benefit featured a string quartet playing a selection of Mozart's music, something Sara loved very much and they were both animal lovers. So Charley immediately called to accept the invitation "Hey John. Thanks for inviting us. We would...
I had to pick up my car from the local mechanic. My day at work had been long and tedious; the fact that I was wearing my lingerie, garters, and thigh high stockings under my clothes only added to my discomfort. Riding to the mechanic with my coworker, I shifted in my seat, feeling the tug and pull of my underwear. Biting my lip, I recalled how my Master ha...
She was delicious, delicate, slight, fragile, beautiful, delightful, pretty and bright.. her sweet, smiling face framed by her soft red mop. He thought of her as his Elf, his Poppy and he wanted to protect her, to love her, to cherish her. She was natural and spontaneous and her beauty attracted all men. He had feelings for her. But she was married and she...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
So. My name is Taralee. My story begins at the end of summer, 1964. Less than a year before, my city had been convulsed by the assassin's bullet that shattered our dream of the American Camelot: the unimaginable assassination of John F. Kennedy, followed by Jack Ruby's live-on-TV gunshot that created a generation's worth of conspiracy theories, then the...
The motion was making her hot. The cool breeze hardened and created points of her nipples while the bumps made her breasts jiggle freely. She allowed herself the freedom of being braless as much as possible since it allowed for easy access and she felt so sexually charged when she could feel and stimulate her body at will. Shane, although a ruggedly handso...
The Time Machine Voyage One - Going Greek The Professor was quite mad, of course. I believe he was an archetype rather than a stereotype but ‘what the hell, Archie,’ as Mehitabel was wont to say. I met him in the local supermarket. He was pacing the aisles muttering to himself. Now I’m one of these people who can’t help but look at what other folk are buyi...
Callista Monroe stared out of the window that ran the length of her office. The bright lights of Los Angeles was truly an impressive thing. Even at one o'clock in the morning the whole damned thing was awash with pin pricks of light: houses, offices, cars. People going about the business of living. While she went about the business of... Callie Jean was not...
Chapter 2: Coffee, Blood, and Vanessa Ah, we left Nick leaving his bar; he's covered with smoke and a sweet memory of Lisa. What about that bitter memory of Vanessa? I think we should stick around, and see what ole Nicky Boy will think up next. It's like a free movie anyhow. Have your popcorn? Let's go! Nick walked a few blocks and smoked another cigarette...
A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...