“Wanna hear something really funny?” I asked Mike, looking at him
over my fourth rum and coke. “What’s that?” he smiled at me, shuffling a deck of cards just to
keep his hands busy while we talked. He’d been teaching me how to play
cribbage and I’d been losing. “I never knew Evelyn’s last name,” I said. “Isn’t that weird?”…
Sipping her vanilla milkshake, she sat at the bright white
formica table in Baskin-Robbins in her cheerful pink sweater,
waiting for the pedophile. The song on the radio reminded her of
a tune she had heard once in her father’s antique collection of
phonograph records. As she listened, the melody reminded her of
the ancient playback device, the slow rotation, …
The marionette set-up with Ginger was hot.Six spring-retractable lines came down from the ceiling and attached
to her wrists, ankles, a collar and pelvic harness. Ginger moved
around the bed a bit stiffly to pretend she was being controlled by
the strings. I piled some pillows up at the head of the bed and leaned
back, naked, into them. …
“She does love you. Perhaps too much.”Simon’s voice still carried the same self-confidence that Steven
remembered from the only other time he had heard it. His thumb hovered
over the “End” button, an instant away from silencing him. Instead, he
pulled the car to the side of the road, unable to look away from
Elyse’s name staring back at …
Eduardo Cendrars Queral paid little attention to the usual landing announcements made by the flight crew as the Cebu Pacific Air jet began its descent over Mactan Island, its colourful yellow-and-orange livery flashing brightly in the tropical sunshine.
The Spaniard was more interested in watching Mi-chan’s reactions to the sea of green that was becoming visible as the plane began …
Vivian Glenn walked rapidly back toward her classroom. Her heels clicked loudly, sending echoes through the deserted halls.
Damn these late meetings, she thought to herself as she glanced hurriedly at her watch.
Her kids, Andy and Christy, were probably already home. Andy would have gotten out of football practice by this time. He might have stopped off at the …
“You poor honey,” Pat said.
Lauren and Pat were in Pat’s living room and Lauren was complaining about her problems with Jim.
“It’s awful,” Lauren said. “I mean, he raped me.”
Pat chuckled. “Well, not quite, darling.”
“He did something hateful to me.”
“Like what?”
Lauren blushed. “I’d rather not talk about it.”
Pat chuckled again. “All right, I can …
Before I tell you my TRUE story and how it came about let me tell you that my husband loves to eat other men’s cum out of my pussy! And I love having it put there by another guy and love to have my husband suck me afterward. So thats what this is about. But the way it occurred was …
Peter groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting
his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Susana’s mouth,
hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining
cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a
rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue …
I’m back home after a great week last week in Canberra having fun exploring the city and being Paul the Politicians boy toy.I couldn’t post too much on my blog (Aussie Speedo Guy) because Paul is married and is a bit of a public figure here in Australian politics. But, after checking with Paul and running the first draft …