Did you ever have a perfect day?This episode in my Jeff Zephyr’s Life series is about one day which
seemed perfect to me. It wasn’t the first time we had sex, but it
wasn’t long after that. It wasn’t all about sex either, though that
was part of what made the day perfect.I was in love, too young …
I love the illogical fantasies of the beach, and I flash my tits and angle
my pussy towards camera one. Imaginary beach-lovers drift cross the
plumb of the waves surfing bright umbrellas. I tease my sex in my palm,
and break open the rib and eyes. Imagine if any man could know my
cunt as I do. They would jerk …
I looked at Patty out of the corner of my eye. I was afraid
I might show my true thoughts if I looked her directly in
the eyes. She was just sitting there waiting for me to
respond.We were at a party at Gerald Wilcox house. Gerald is a young
single guy that’s new to town. He works at …
Friday. All I could manage was a quick goodbye to daddy for fear my
tension would betray me. I drove only a few miles to the local
shopping mall and waited in the parking lot for 20 minutes. I stared
at the digital clock on the dash the whole time. Each change of the
glowing minute digit brought a new …
The doorbell rings. You open it to find little Angela
standing there in shorts and a t-shirt. She is surprised
to see Tammy’s Daddy answer the door. She was expecting
Tammy.“Come on in Angela.”She enters, looking shy and uncomfortable. There are no males
at home in her household and You are most definitely male.
And big. “Can Tammy …
Generally speaking, Danny was a dumbshit. I guess it wasn’t really his
fault, but damn, he sure could be dense. I guess it was mostly a function
of his age and lack of worldly experience, after all, he was only
seventeen, and had lived his entire life thusfar in a small, backwards,
redneck town. Sometimes the shit he pulled was …
Amelia’s husband smiled, he wanted her back badly. If she could excite him
like that maybe she was worth hanging on to. After all, he could make a lot
of money out of her, he reasoned. “I’ll never treat you badly again, I
promise you that.” He took a deep breath before asking her, “Are you ready
to return home …
My fingers told them of my urgency and they responded in the ways I
knew spoke of their own need.He, in his usual, direct, ‘I want you NOW’, fashion speared his nose
into my crotch and started licking and probing. He wanted one thing,
for me to roll over onto my knees and present myself for him.She, on …
The doctor was leaning over the patient. A white male, age forty-six,
six-three in height, and two-forty in weight. And the proud owner of
thirty-seven stitches along the scalp line on the upper left side of
his head.
As he cut the last bit of thread, he said to his patient, “The
officers will want to talk to you in …
For years I worked as a geriatrics nurse, specializing in
relaxation techniques. I had a wonderful and prestigious job at a
very posh facility, with patients mostly aged 70-80, (still well
enough to care about life.)Mr. Peterson was a dear old fellow about 72 years old, who
enjoyed my company and conversation. He liked to hear about my
life, …