I had been polishing my skateboard on the front porch when my best friend Stevie came by on his mountain bike. He had just finished his paper round. I was gingerly positioning an image of the Cuban flag across the base of the board."Fancy riding downtown?...
Micheal stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself around the waist with a towel. Steam had filled the small room with a thick fog that clung to every metal surface in sight. He approached the mirror and wiped a section clear with a clean slash of his...
She used to tell me how much she missed me. And how she could hardly sleep when I was away at school because the house seemed so empty and eerily quiet. She would have strange dreams of waking up and not knowing where she was; of being unable to tell if s...
A Year to Remember, Chapter Three This story is part of a series, and if you have not read the previous two chapters, it might help your undertsanding of the plot to read them first, before this one. It will make a lot more sense if you do. March I lay aw...
The City Fathers, in all their puritan wisdom, had been trying to get Downtown Book, the adult bookstore located right on Broadway in the heart of downtown Rochester, to close almost since it opened. Finally, it appeared it was going to happen. This had b...
Junior year I transferred to Pine Creek Academy, a private school where the tuition was more than the average annual income back home. PCA was known for its gothic architecture, serious academics, and liberal outlook. Anyone 16 years old with an honors gr...
Long ropes of white Spurt sequentially From his long throbbing hardness, Splashing down and Plastering her breasts Until her nipples Are covered with His warm milky core. Glazed in his Warm bodily ejection, She moans loudly As she slowly Takes a finger An...
Someone was knocking hard on the hotel door. “Miss Taylor!” Loud knock. “Mrs. Lee!” Loud knock. “Miss Taylor!” Rushing to the door, I barely got my robe tied. I completely neglected to put the chain on first. My big city skills aren’t so good. As soon as...
Almost nineteen years ago – imagine that! – I started as a combination English and physical education teacher at a high school in eastern Pennsylvania. I was still single, although I wouldn’t be for a whole lot longer. Perhaps most amazing of all, and I d...
Myra stepped out of the shower, dripping the teardrop shaped dollops onto the bath mat, and stood there feeling the cool air of the room drift around her body before reaching for the towel on the rack. The cooling effect surrounded her body as if she had...
I have been working for a large national company as a project manager for about four years now, and every now and again they send me on courses. This one happened to be a three day residential course in a pretty decent hotel. I am also a happily married m...
Moira leaned back in her seat and stared at the traffic stretched out before her, the roofs of the multitude of cars glaring with the sun's blinding reflection. A pounding headache was beginning with a dull throb settled right behind her eyes, and she slu...
There are some advantages to being divorced. Not many, but some. I can watch all the ball games I want without getting nagged. I can put my shoes up on the coffee table. I can.... actually the list is pretty short. But at least I can dream of having sex w...
I opened my eyes to darkness. I felt the fabric against my face, knowing that I was blindfolded so I couldn't see anything. All I knew was that I could feel someone breathing heavily in my face. I was startled at first and attempted to lash out and try fi...
I drive an 18-wheeler solo, but in my daydream state of mind, there is a special LUSH friend that rides along in my mind. This is dedicated to her as she was the source of inspiration for this short story and she knows who she is! In my mind, at the end o...
