They went to the same place they always used to go before she moved to LA. It was a little Italian place just off Bowery in Nolita, the kind of place that just hunkers down with its Sinatra soundtrack and red checkered tablecloths, hoping that Chinatown wouldn't creep in and switch the marinara for hoisin before you knew it. They used to live in the neighbor...
We stood on 3rd Avenue, the snow sheeting down, and I wondered how anybody could think about getting naked in this weather. Sandi and I stood on the movie line, like other couples swathed in layer after layer of clothing that almost kept the biting wind from raising goosebumps on us. Gloves, scarves, boots, hats, zipped-up coats and parkas, sweaters, and thi...
I am kneeling between Ken's thighs. Though he is still clothed, I am naked. It seems appropriate; he has made me feel naked since the day I walked into his Beginning Acting class five years and a lifetime ago. "Allison," he murmurs, his fingers running through my hair. "Yes, Ken," I say, unable to disguise the tremor that his voice, his caress raise in me....
The first thing I noticed about Julie was her smile. It was warm and comfortable. It wasn’t a big toothy Julia Roberts smile. It was closed lipped and spread across her face into relaxed cheeks and was highlighted by eyes that radiated a warmth that made you feel at ease. My wife Jenny had brought her home. Jenny had been in and out of Community Theater ove...
The spray of the water running down the shower doors, she wiggles and bounces to the beat of the music that's jammin' on top of the toilet seat. With soap heavy in her hair, her hips sway as the water hits and misses her legs. Putting her hands above her head, her shoulders rock up and down as she pivots turning back to the shower head. With her knees bent s...
Seduction. It's a word with bawdy connotations these days—the Internet teeming with sites on how to get more women in bed, promising the would-be seducer varied fulfillments of a monotonous urge. It's as if these men want to do the most animalistic thing they can without breaking the law. More women, it doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter how, and it rea...
I gazed into the dressing room mirror as I sat contemplating applying my stage makeup. Looking past my own image, I viewed the androgynously beautiful face of Kim, chin perched on my shoulder. All of my senses went on alert as Kim's fingernails scraped down the side of my bare torso, firm buds of breasts pressed into my shoulder blades. "Relax. Go with it....
My name is Christina or Tina, which is what most of my friends call me. Not that I have all that many friends. I've never been popular, and really, I'm not very pretty, I've never had much attention from guys. I'm tiny, flat chested and pale, I have a big nose and funny lips and even though I'm 18 and a senior in high school, I often get mistaken for a fresh...
Title: Casual Encounter - Movies Series: Casual Encounter Author: The Fun Dreams () Keywords: MF, movies, femdom, malesub, dom, sub, bdsm, anonymous, pwp Summary: Two people are in a theatre, watching a bad movie. Note: Casual Encounters is something I'm trying, rather than focusing on the players in the story, I wanted to take two random characters, a...
I first set foot in the Shawarma Sky restaurant in the City of Nepean, Ontario, a few months ago. I work as a loss prevention officer at the nearby Blue Store, the largest retail outlet in the area. The owner, Malik Al-Bouri, is a nice, forty-something Arab gentleman married to Nafisa, a tall, lovely and curvy, soft-spoken and doe-eyed, friendly and kind Afr...