Gina’s plan worked to perfection, both of us able to do a little bit of extortion and arm-twisting to get the weekend after July Fourth off from our jobs, so we let everyone know that our party was planned for then. We’d sort of set it up so that everyone...
ACT THREE, SCENE ONE “Well, you’ve got some fucking gall, turning up now, after all these years!” Riley spat the words out with contempt – but some indecision, which was evident in the way her accent wavered: part of her felt determined to be profoundly c...
I swim regularly. Different pools have different characteristics in many ways. The main Olympic pool in my area is the most diverse of all, though, until recently, I never noticed. I got there, changed, did my set, showered and then went home—purposeful i...
Foolproof! Not that all guys are fools, but it works just as well on the ones that are as it does on the more advanced ones. It’s as if it had some magnetic power or its own gravitational field that pulls men in and keeps them orbiting around it. It seems...
I had a thing for older men. As a twenty-one-year-old college student, I was well aware of how many girls my age had daddy issues, but I wasn't attracted to men my father's age. No, I longed for men old enough to be my grandfather. While my friends gushed...
This true story took place in the summer after I had graduated high school. One sunny July day, I was with two other high school football pals driving through the countryside. We had a frisbee and cooler full of beer in the trunk of this rusty old wreck m...
Cassandra was ready on time, dressed in a blood-red choker, black minidress, biker jacket, and a pair of heavy boots with enough buckles, studs, and zippers to make a Cenobite proud. Her jet-black hair was hanging loose down her back, and red lipstick and...
I sat at the bar, nursing a gin and tonic. I didn't even like gin and tonics, and I'd never before been to this particular bar, but tonight, I was determined to do something different. It was a Tuesday evening, just after six, and the place wasn't at all...
There was a knock on the door of my bedroom suite and a moment later, my housekeeper entered. “Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me, Stacey?” I said, irritated. “I know it’s the weekend, but I’ve got a busy morning. I’m getting ready to take Arabella to he...
With summer nearly over and college looming, I experienced a mix of emotions. Soon, both Sharon and Mrs. Collins would be out of my life, at least temporarily. I figured I'd continue to see Sharon during breaks and next summer, but Linda Collins was proba...
“Erect or flaccid?” Terry asked. Looking up with a confused shake of her head, “I’m sorry, what?” “Oh, I’m sorry,” he replied, “The pose. Do you want me erect or flaccid?” Looking past her easel, Kerrigan took in the sight of her model’s chiseled body. Hi...
It was still dark, so the only light was from the night light over the stove. The slight glow of the kitchen clock allowed me to watch the sweep hand slowly tick by each number as time slipped by. I had been watching it for some time, almost hypnotized by...
As the elevator doors slid open, revealing the bustling locker room filled with towering figures of athleticism and raw masculinity, the nervousness in young Sarah's stomach threatened to consume her. She took a deep breath and smoothed out her skirt, adj...
I know you want this cock, Its curve, Its vascularity, Its girth. I know you want this cock, How it makes you gasp, How it makes you coo, How it makes you clutch. I know you want this cock, To taste its fleshiness, To view its mass, To hear its smack. I k...
I hate nostalgia. I consider it a powerful drug. When you believe the good old days were the best time of your life, you’re not living in the moment, and you might truly be missing out on the best time of your life. My personal belief is that every day sh...
