After year and a half of hard work which turned into a rather uninspiring routine I knew I needed a break. From just about everything — my work, friends, daily routines. Even him. I felt that time pretty much just flies by without me doing much of anything. I know, being busy and feeling you are not doing much should be a warning sign. I wanted a break.Two weeks later with boarding passes in my wallet I said goodbye and h...

It has been the longest three days of Meg’s life. Her nerves have travelled from excited to anxious to paranoid, and now they have landed on depression. She knows that her agent says one week, yet it doesn’t take a week to read her novels. She should know by now whether or not it got accepted. With a sigh, she buries her head on Danny’s shoulder as he plays his video game on the couch with his friends, Jake and Max, on th...

“Doesn’t it bother you when he does that?” Whitfield discreetly whispered under the chatter of the surrounding cocktail party guests. “Does what?” I asked, already knowing to what he was referring. “Flirts with women like that!” answered my former physics professor turned friend and returning crew member for our most recent MI-6 assignment. “It’s rather salacious, don’t you think Deetz? I mean the whole Crown knows you an...

The two college boys looked at each other and quickly got up. They introduced themselves to Bill and Becky. Brett was the cocky one and the other quiet lanky college student was Russell. Bill and Becky found out they were both juniors in a local college and were celebrating Russell’s birthday. Becky also noticed that both boys were showing large bulges in the tight jeans as they all walked towards the pleasure room. Breez...

This story includes all sorts of sexual combinations between two men and two woman. If that's not your thing, move on. The characters don't use condoms but you should.IntroductionI had to get away. This stupid town was getting to me. Things were closing in, the walls of my apartment seemed like a c-clamp on my life. Things were getting weird. And as Hunter Thompson said, "When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro." Th...

When I got home a week later, the house was empty. I didn't know where the girls were, but I was glad not to have to face their interrogation the moment I stepped through the door. I lugged my suitcase back to my room, opened it, and tossed my dirty clothes into the laundry hamper. I safely stowed away the few souvenirs I'd brought back from Wisconsin: Half a tube of lubricant, a pair of dark silky panties stained with Je...

It was Saturday night about 7:00 p.m. when I arrived home with Tyler. My wife, Barbara, had called me earlier in the day saying that she’d bought a special outfit that she knew I’d like. She’d said, “I’ll have dinner going and will be wearing the outfit for you when you get home.” After I hung up, I realized that she didn’t remember that Tyler was coming home with me. I’d told Barbara earlier in the week that Tyler and I...

The room is polluted with smoke and the haze of sweaty, grinding bodies moving rhythmically to some indiscriminate “top hit”. The beat reverberates through my body and my scanning eyes land on yours. I can feel their searing heat and my legs instantly buckle. I grab the banister to my left to steady myself and when I search for those deep brown eyes again, they are gone. Suddenly your breath hits the back of my neck like...

Ian pushed Angie ahead of him as soon as they were through the front door, kicking the door shut behind him. He reached around from behind her to grasp her tits through the silk blouse. He realised that she must have taken her bra off while still at work, as he could clearly feel her nipples thrusting against the cloth. He spun her round to face him and kissed her greedily, tongue thrusting into her mouth, to be met with...