I’m not usually the type of girl that goes out to bars or clubs a lot. Last Friday was an exception to that rule. I had a bad week last week. I got fired from my job, I was fighting with my best friend, and to top it all off, right after storming out of…
Rachael had just landed a big job in the city and had been given her own penthouse flat in a small apartment block. She was a petite woman with long brown hair and green eyes. She had perfect facial features and a long neck that led down to her perfectly proportioned body. She had 32b…
The past 60 minutes of play time all boiled down to these last three shots. 0-0, it really was anyone’s game. Mann skated back and forth in front of his net. It was at these times that I felt the most emotion for the goalie. The entire game they’re stuck in one section, all the…
Even for Alabama it was a hot day in May. I had no awareness of soccer really, football dominated the south, but my boyfriend had gone home for his grandfather’s funeral so I tagged along with a couple of girlfriends to an exhibition game with a visiting Italian team. I was a junior in college…
My most foolish fantasyIs to eat comeOn cream cheesecake Maybe with sprinkledStrawberry gooAnd then the jism too I had thought almostTo have one of my heroinesEat some up like this But that’s a disgusting fateTo serve up for themEven though they’d be up For it. As for meI can see the dessert plateRinged round with…
I’d see you come into the café every morning for coffee unable to take my eyes from your body, your ass straining your tight faded low cut jeans, your tits stretching the various t shirts you wore each day, your long, dark curly gypsy-like hair hanging loosely past your shoulders. Our eyes would meet briefly…
No time for pretty words, you say,Just fuck me fast. There’s always time for pretty words, I say,Let me make love to you. No time.I want your cock inside me,I want to be filled,I want the sweat to pour down from ourForeheadsAnd onto our bodies,As we fuck each other,Fast and hard. There’s time, I say.Let…
We were still lying on the floor, my head on his shoulder. The cabin was dark except for the candles and they were getting low. It was getting chilly. Through the window, I could see a full moon rising just above the trees. Finally, I turned my head towards Tristan. “I don’t know about you…
May 5 th , 2011 The end of the semester is fast approaching and I couldn’t be any more excited. Not only will I be done with class, but summer time will be upon us and that means I’ll get to work on my glorious tan, lounge around doing nothing…and…that fucking thing called work… It’s…
When I woke up, it was getting dark out. The last remnants of sunlight were coming through the skylight. Tristan was still asleep. I glanced over at him, studying his face as he slept, noticing the way his nose curved, his lips, his long grayish hair and beard. Having a man in my bed was…
I was sitting in a corner table in our local café writing in my notebook when he walked in. He stood at the door, looked around. Our eyes met then we both quickly looked away. He then went to the counter where it was self-serve coffee, ordered a croissant and sat down at a small…
Chester suddenly stopped sweeping. He leaned the broom against the bin of sheetrock screws, hung the dust pan on the hook by the paint brushes and turpentine, leaving the pile of dust and debris in the middle of the wooden floor and without a word to his boss, Norman, walked out of Nichols and Son’s…
Every journey has a starting point, but sometimes it’s difficult to tell if there is a destination. Sometimes you just start rolling and you end up someplace you never imagined. That’s true of any journey. Even an innocent bike ride on a warm summer morning. The starting point. A middle-aged man with a wife and…
It was a dark place in my life. I had absolutely nothing to do, nowhere to go, no job, no friends. I needed to get out of my house because my parents were fighting as usual. Yes I know what you’re thinking. “Why don’t you move out instead of complaining about how you hate living…
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Lust and Love Sisyphus Chapter Two The next morning I woke up feeling the warmth of Megan sleeping next to me, remembering the wild and lusty hours we enjoyed. Was meeting this smart, sexy, beautiful woman in an empty bar in the middle of nowhere a fantasy come true? Two strangers seducing and fucking each…