The days following my move into Oscar and Irene’s house saw the establishment of a routine. Irene and I would wake up and fuck, then get ready for the day and go to the kitchen. Oscar would already be up and have made coffee. We would all have breakfast t...
Up and down, hard and fast, Sophie bobbed her head, sucking as hard as she could. "Oh. You like having my dick rammed into you, don't you, Sophie? You just love sucking on your fiancé's father’s dick, don't you?" David continued to growl harshly down at h...
Pounding music. She’s dancing, always packing, a grunge-goth Mistress of tuneless nihilism. Torn fishnets, punk attitude, air punches. Shrieking the lyrics: fuck government, fuck Jesus, fuck fake. She sneers, knows I’m that preppy princess from happy-snap...
I indulged her with another kiss. The kind that falls from velvety lips with tongues that intertwine The ones that make her body shiver From her eyes that glaze and her breath that quivers Her dulcet plea to smell her scent To taste her flower ravenously...
God, she was horny. She was dripping so much her panties were ruined. She was, to put it bluntly, gagging for it. She sat on the step and tugged the hem of her sundress up her thighs. She pretended to read a book as she watched the workmen finishing up fo...
Pamela was swept away by the powerful alien. Pamela had been driving for hours. The mountain roads were twisting and deserted this time of night or early morning. The sky was dark, no moon tonight but occasionally, she would get a glimpse of the stars thr...
I met Ann in one of the more popular adult hook-up sites. She described herself as the typical girl next door. She was thirty-four years old and married with two young kids. Her ad listed her as five-foot-two inches tall with brunette hair and green eyes....
"I'm just saying he's hot!" I joked. Cindy no longer blushed when I talked like that about her stepdad. She was used to it. "I wonder what he's like in bed?" I asked. That made her blush. "Rach, you are such a perv," she said. "I like sex, but why is it t...
Author's note: I’d like to thank my friend and editor, Harvey, for going over this piece. - - - - - "We have a lot we need to do before this evening, and we need to get started," James said in a commanding tone. He paid the check and we walked out of the...
Barcelona! It was going to be the trip of the year. I was asked to lecture at a conference in this beautiful Spanish city and was so excited. La Sagrada Familia. La Rambla. Park Guell. This trip was going to be one for the books. My wife, of course, could...
As I stand at the threshold, my heart pounding, the door swings open to reveal a middle-aged man with a rugged demeanor. He's dressed in jeans and a simple black T-shirt, exuding effortless cool. His eyes rake over me, pausing at the revealing red dress t...
At seventy, I had an epiphany that the sand in the hourglass was accumulating quickly at the bottom. I was in good shape for my age, thanks to a wife who insisted on unprocessed, fresh food and lots of exercise. Unfortunately, cancer had leveled the playi...
When I was looking for a new neighborhood following my divorce, I wasn't interested in a young people's hip urban vibe. I was thirty-five years old, had been married for fifteen years and I felt like my youthful partying days were behind me. I wanted a ma...
Jenny was always a tease, wearing short-shorts or skirts and no bra. Her sweet buns and nice titties were always on view, giving me boner anytime I saw her - and she knew it. At school, she was two grades ahead and hung out with the "cool" kids, but at ho...
I find myself standing on a wooden dock white washed by the sun watching the yacht pull away. Behind me, beyond the oddly perfect, barren stretch of white-sugar sand, lays a complex of equally white buildings with Mahogany roofs under green fronds of palm...
Once upon a time and far away in the small town of Desiter, there was an old man with an incredible story to tell. Everyone in the village thought him an old fool, but a fool he was not. For he had a plan that he had put into motion years ago. "Glamora Tr...
I didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative o...
To men, women are fascinating creatures. Intriguing, unfathomable and, perhaps most importantly – formidable. Most of the time, they're one step ahead of us. They know how to get what they want. Usually they can convince us it's what we wanted all along....
