This is a true story but the names have been changed for privacy. I had been in my apartment for about three month before a 23 year old woman moved in from out of town. She was a red-headed Irish girl, fairly petite at only about 5’3 tall. I was 6′ and in great shape […]
I was in a college club, a service organization that sold concessions at sporting events for the school. After our hard work each season, the sponsor–who had a swimming pool at her home–had a pool party for us at the end of the year. The club had about 30 members, mixed but about an even […]
WOOHOO!!!! Autumn is here (doing my happy dance). I love cooler weather. I just seem to thrive in it. Texas can get boiling hot during the summer; hot, muggy and sticky…ugh I hate it. So yeah, I’m a happy little camper right now. Hope you folks had a great summer, I did; and I’m gonna […]
I’m in my room, on my bed, lying on my back, when I wake up perspiring from a dream. With my eyes halfway closed with a misty glazed look of unbridled hunger to them, I can still see you standing there at the foot of the bed with an unreadable look on your face, indecisive as […]
You may recall that last year I went to Dubai and experienced a fantastic massage. Well, I went back this year and sought the same. I stayed at the same hotel but let me make it clear-massages offering “Happy Endings” are very rare in Dubai and you will be in a lot of trouble with […]
I awake early that morning, rays of bright sunshine slanting through the blinds’ parsed divisions, pressing invadingly against my closed eyelids. I stir and yawn languidly, reaching out with a probing hand beside me, expecting to encounter your sleep
5PM. The end of another workday. I began following my usual route towards home, but through a flash of spontaneity, headed in the opposite direction, watching as the sterility of gleaming office buildings and symbols of professionalism slowly transfo
I met Jenn online while playing a role playing game. Our charaters met at a dance club. I started talking to her and soon was hooked we spent a lot of time together and got to know each other pretty well. Soon I was invited to become a v
Gods Gift to Women
Charlie Stanworth thought he was Gods gift to women; his conceit knew no bounds and he strutted around like a proud peacock.
Charlie was handsome and well formed, he dressed well and had a winning smile but he was not exception
By Zakfar (email@example.com)
An autobiography of the daughter of an abusive wife.
‘Daughter of an Abusive Wife’.
This short-story is wr
Lynne stepped out of the shower and dried off, pausing in thought she drifted in and out of a daydream. She went into the kitchen to get a can of pop staring into the fridge she didn’t hear Wayne step up behind her, but she felt him as he slid his ha
Coming of Age
The sun was just beginning to slip below the tops of the trees lending a golden glow to the eni encampment as it came into sight. Raife gave a couple more strokes of his powerful wings before settl
He called her on her mobile, it was answered on the forth ring. He spoke before she got the chance…
“Dont talk just listen, when I see you tonight I want you to be wearing the naughty maid’s outfit I bought for you. Wear the high heels that
THE WORK PLACE
Angie opened her eyes and found herself being stuffed into her own shirt. Michael was buttoning up her blouse, laying his lips on her chest each time he finished inserting a button into its proper hole. “D
She had been dancing all night and now she needed a break, her b.f had gone out a while ago so he decided to go find him; they’d been going out for 6 months and she loved him and thought he loved her but as she now found out he didn’t.
THE WORK PLACE
When Angie came to, she was lying naked on cold cement in a dark room that smelled like metal and dust. The only light was coming from the flickering fluorescent light bulb that swung back and fourth, back an
The Layover part 1
He shifted in his seat uncomfortably as the turbulance yet again rattled the structure of the 747 comercial airliner. He was fully tired of all the travelling, but it could not be helped as long
Author’s Note: THIS IS A STORY OF TOTAL FICTION. It was inspired by my web surfing to an internet site that receives and subsequently posts amateur pictures of what I thought were Average Women. Keyword is “Thought”. I came across a set of phot
The light from the floating curtains floods in on the bed, creating a soft glow in the room in the early hours of the day. I lift my head up to glance at the clock and see that it is still just barley six am. You stir slightly in your sleep and I pul