“Fuck me, fuck me hard!” She had spoken in that commanding voice that I had come to know and love. With sadness in my heart, I obliged her, finally bringing the full force of my ample cock down upon her...
historical
Public Conveniences
"There was something strange yet interesting about a certain old public toilet block."
The year was nineteen-seventy-one. I was at the local college studying for a diploma in advanced engineering. One lunchtime, a girl of about my age sat at my table. Quite by chance, we both had ordered the same meal.She was no...
A Hot-blooded Interlude
"Make-up sex in the heat of battle!"
We quarreled, a silly war of words. You ran out. I followed you across the meadow, your youthful and shapely body, silhouetted against a blood red moon. I caught you in a field of poppies.There were rows and rows of...
Shellshocked
"The end of the war street party celebrations, lead to lust, and loathing."
Edith gasped as Ralph entered her.They'd snuck away from the VE Day celebrations, behind the houses into the poppy field, sowed to commemorate the fallen of the last war.A Yank in uniform looked irresistibly handsome through beery eyes.Edith, recalled her...
Pure Frat Fuckmeat
"My wife was the meaning of "fuckmeat"."
This is the pure fuckmeat of our story, as she arrived at a "work" place. The red? Well, you can imagine bright blue, pink, jet black, etc, for she had those colors in similar ultra-short styles.Not just for work, she...
Time for Dinner 2
"A Dinner, a Dish, and a Dancer"
“Well Tom, this is it. The final stop for your bachelor party.”The two best friends had stopped in front of an old Route-Master bus. The sign over the entrance read: Where Time Stands Still“Mike, this is a great joke, a...
"And Puissard," the old jailer warned, "Leave the poor girl alone." He gave the foul-smelling rabassier an unceremonious shove through the outer gate and into the cobbled alleyway behind the Périgueux jail. The grizzled Frenchman turned as he stumbled to...
A Ribald Tale in Merry Olde England
"A young man's chance encounter with damsels in distress leads to a night of debauchery!"
The traveller plodded along, astride his weary stead on a narrow winding trail. It was late afternoon and both animal and man desired an end to the long day's journey.It was the year 1855, well-nigh twenty years into Queen Victoria's...
Election Night
"States aren't the only thing that swing both ways..."
Tuesday, November 8th, 1960 It was a happy night. The 1960 presidential election had just reached its conclusion. Well, for the most part. The election had pitted Senator John F. Kennedy against Vice President Richard Nixon. What a campaign it had...
Bawdy Tales of Old London Town.
"The Large Phallus in the Room."
Introduction.Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain.The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining...