"My affairs during the Crazy Years"
I celebrated my first manuscript by fucking my first French Communist.It was France during the Crazy Years, the Années Folles. American writers surged into Paris. It was Prohibition in America; I arrived to enjoy the cafes and French culture after...
"Marcy could never back down from a challenge, even for her own good."
Once Marcy saw it she couldn’t unsee it. She couldn’t believe her eyes but the pictures didn’t lie. Her client was displaying a dick print through his denim jeans, not just a little bit, but a full-on 3-D image of...
"More sex..."
As Carol was leading John and me to the bedroom by our cocks, I once again found myself dazed, confused, and extremely horny. I was amazed that I had any sexual stamina left in me, and I was thrilled by the...
"A woman receives an interesting offer on a sexchat site."
I logged onto the chat site, already a little aroused. In just a matter of a few months, 321sexchat had really changed my life -- for the better. I had no idea that things were going to get even more...
"Shy t-girl finds a dominant man to fuck her, but is it love?"
“Elfi,” a male voice barked, directly to my left. I winced as the sound exploded against my eardrums, and angry flecks of saliva slapped against my cheek. “Get back to fucking work. Now!”If that sounded harsh written in English, let...
"You either take a chance, or you wonder forever..."
We’ve been best friends forever, since we were kids playing little league ball. I’ve watched you grow into this amazing man; I’m so proud of you!But lately when I hug you, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I wonder if...
"Wife returns to her husband."
Lynn and her businessman lover relax and cuddle. She lays on her side with her breasts heavy against his rib cage and pubic hair brushing his hip. One of his arms is around her shoulder, lightly stroking her.“Did fucking a...
They spread out amidst the flowers (Papaver rhoeas, he said). Waves of shimmering heat turned the blooms into a lush impasto, thick incarnadine whorls. High growths and grasses concealed them. Possessions sat by mute and offended, waiting for the attention they would...
"After Sunday night, what would happen with mum next?"
I was sitting in the pub having a pint. I often stopped in the pub for a pint on the way home, sometimes staying until closing time, eating just a cheese roll and a couple of bags of crisps. Tuesday...
