An Unexpected Reward Following graduation, I had moved to a distant state to take a job. A couple of years later, I received a note from the Placement Director of my former school, asking if I might help one of their current students get a summer job with the firm for which I worked, or…
I want to fuck you like a slut— take you from behind, thrusting like a wild man. I want to make you mine. I want to pull your hair, spank you ‘til you scream, make you beg for more and more thrusting ‘til you cream. I want to hear you sobbing then wipe away each…
“I don’t believe illusions ‘cos too much is real” The Sex Pistols. A dark corner of a smoke filled house where sweet strawberry mulled instantly with ice and puffs from a weed lagoon with smoke snaking through its three tentacles into the beckoning lungs of youthful lounging girls, one guy tarted up in years but…
Kandy glanced at the calendar and circled in bright red marker was that coming Tuesday, the day of their trip to paradise. It’s just five days away, and she had everything packed and ready. The two of them could hardly wait. Every night they would talk about what might happen and ended up fucking like…
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of…
Playing Games Sisyphus Note: This is an experiment in telling a story through dialogue. Hope it works for you. “Come here!” ”No, Why the fuck should I? “You know why, so don’t play games, miss!” “Look who’s talking about playing games. You’re pathetic.” “Pathetic! You’re the one who’s drunk and horny.” “Me! Oh really! That…
HORNY Sisyphus “I’m so fucking horny I can’t stand it,’’ I said when I got home from the café where I waitress. I lit a joint and took a hit. “I need it bad!” I said, knowing getting high gets me even hotter and felt that itch in my pussy that drives me crazy. I…
Angel Slut: Chapter Three Sisyphus Later, after taking a shower, I tried to sleep but couldn’t. All I could think of was Jesse and what a bastard he was for brushing me off after seducing me. I glanced at my digital clock and saw it was eight-thirty and decided to get dressed and go to…
ANGEL SLUT Chapter OneSisyphus I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it. That’s why I moved to Boston. I had to get away from my small red-neck hometown in Maine where everyone knew me as the good girl who always did what was expected. Now I was going to let loose,…
Angel Slut: Chapter Two Sisyphus My light brown hair came down below my shoulders. I put on a little make up, a touch of lip gloss and a little mascara to emphasize my green eyes. The tight black skirt came down mid thigh and clung to my ass. My new silky white thong barely covered…
KATHY’S DINER Sisyphus It was late and I had been driving for hours through the fog and drizzle. I was getting drowsy and in the middle of nowhere, it seemed. Nothing but trees and an occasional dark house were barely visible. The static on the car radio made listening to the jazz station annoying and the…
Rolling in the Hay Sisyphus I wanted to get away from my old routine and decided on an adventure. “Why not,” I said, wanting to add a new chapter to my life and two days later, took off. I had been working my way west in my beat up Subaru taking one day at a…
ADVENTURES AT AN ARTISTS’ COLONY Ch. 3Sisyphus After a wild night with the farmer’s daughter fantasy, we cuddled then fell asleep. I got up early and, after a light kiss on the cheek, went back to my cabin to start my day of writing. I was intrigued when she said her fantasy would make me…
ADVENTURES AT AN ARTISTS’ COLONY CH. 4Sisyphus I thought about the sexual adventure I was having with Angel, how wild, imaginative and honest it was. Role playing lets us be more uninhibited and explore places we might not otherwise go. I thought about how we played off of each other and got so fully into…
Adventures at an Artists’ Colony Sisyphus Chapter 2 Angel’s idea to get our writing done during the day and sharing fantasies in the evening was intriguing, so the next morning I slipped a note under her door telling her what my fantasy was in case she wanted to prepare for it. I wrote, “You’re the…