Jonny was in his mid twenties and he was a student. He studied natural sciences, and he was quite good at it. He was 185cm tall guy with average build, around 75kg, and he had short brown hair.You couldn't not notice him; he was the loud one in the room but not in a bad way. He was able to catch attention from everyone in the room, especially when he spoke in his deep voice.***He was on a trip with his university buddies,...

“Honey this is fucking stupid.  You’re twenty-seven.  Definitely too old to be leaving Santa cookies and milk,” Richard lectured with a smirk.Jennifer had baked chocolate chip cookies, what she believed to be Santa’s favorite earlier Christmas Eve.  She placed them by the fireplace with childlike glee.  “Shut the fuck up, Rich.  I do this every year, and every year, I wake up to a half empty plate of cookies and a half dr...

Cassie shot a cursory glance at the full-length mirror near the door of her apartment, tossed her flowing honey-blonde locks over her shoulder, and headed for the door. She knew she looked pretty damn good in her silver sequined shift dress, but she had other things on her mind.It was New Years Eve, and she was looking for some revenge.The plan was set. All she had to do was attend a party, ruin her ex-boyfriend's night (...

It was unusually cold for early November. The temperature, the freezing fog in the air felt more like February. I've pulled my coat tight on my chest and fastened the belt without doing up the buttons. I found myself daydreaming about him, while loading the numerous shopping bags into the boot of my car. There was only a very little chunk of time lately, which I did not spend thinking about him, about us.Was he out of bed...

Mary walked through the shopping mall idly gazing into all the shops windows with their festive displays. Tinsel and fairy lights were strung across the wide walkway and small Christmas Trees flashed and twinkled every twenty yards or so. She thought to herself that she would never get use to the hot season here in Brisbane. Strolling about in bright sunshine wearing just a pink halter top, tight white shorts and sandals...

You stand there with your hands behind your back, looking down at me as I kneel meekly at your feet. Before I bow my head in shame, I look you over. You are in your black Armani suit, a perfectly crisp white shirt and a black tie completing the look that turns me on the most. Your authoritative stance and angry face make me slightly scared of you yet I'm so turned on at the same time. I can guess what your holding in your...

Dust particles float in the sunlight and I hear people talking outside on the street. I stretch my naked body and look over at you, tanned skin, strong body, and a flaccid cock rests against your leg. I smile and reach for it. It’s so soft, so useless, like a little shriveled up sausage. I lift it up using two fingers and drop it again. You are still asleep.With one finger I caress the shaft trailing my nail along it. A s...

Living and working up North; I arranged to travel down at the weekend to meet my girlfriend at the pub she runs down in the South. It's a quiet little place out in the country and I get there as often as I can. We have a very open view about sex and just turn each other on so much with our fantasies. One particular fantasy we keep teasing each other about is where she is dressed very sexily in heels, a tight short skirt,...

She should have called the cops on me. I probably shouldn't have been where I was, and I certainly should not have been doing what I was doing. Maybe she didn't because she shouldn't have done what she did either. There is a slightly twisted and convoluted story of how my very straight brother became the operations manager of a gay and lesbian bar. I'll spare you the details. Probably the biggest factor that allowed him t...

It was so hot a fat pig would melt from the outside air temperature. I was almost at the end of the Ohio Turnpike, heading east with a load of beer out of Detroit going to a Washington, DC suburban beer distributor.I'd unloaded on Thursday morning in central Michigan, then headed to Detroit to pick up my beer load. As always, the delays getting unloaded, the deadhead to the next loading point, the delay getting loaded had...