… he says. It’s been a strange week. October is always a bit weird – neither summer nor winter, it’s that liminal month between the joys of sunshine and the dense, dark rituals of year’s end. This one is relatively mild, but at the office on Thursday, it...
The ball drops The chimes sound Fireworks exploding A New Year comes around Standing together Dark hair framed in flame I love you more deeply I need to exclaim As I look into your eyes Dark whirlpools churning Filling my soul Only for you, I'm yearning T...
Part One - Filfa Marisa FUCK! was all Marisa could think as she wrapped herself out of what was left of her Euro 800 Heimplanet Cave titanium tent. Grateful to have googled the most wind-resistant tent before she embarked on her project, she was swearing...
MARY-JANE Mutant John’s ground floor flat is part of a fifties-era construction that includes five others built to last by the council in the days when councils did things like that. It has a tiny conservatory that opens onto a small, paved garden, one en...
"I left my boyfriend waiting in the car," she said as she bounced through the door, lifting her skirt high along her thigh. Her perfume and dark ponytail trailed through the air behind her. I locked the door and turned to face her. She had walked over nex...
By June 2018, I had a slight reputation amongst a few women at my store. I didn’t mind, but the past year had been very adventurous thanks to Ashleigh. It was the anniversary week of Ashleigh and I’s first night together, and I was working in the online p...
On a usual Wednesday morning, Kash sat at home nude and ready for his visitor, sitting naked on the couch and stroking his cock. Truth be told, Kash had finished an intense workout consisting of squats, bench press, cardio, and deadlifts. Instead of going...
"Just go away, Arvan!" shouted Lisa. “It’s no big deal,” replied Arvan, in bed naked with the tanned girl with dark hair. “No, it’s over, fuck you, you are a fucking monster! You don’t show any love, get out!” shouted Lisa, crying after feeling like she h...
There she was just dancing in the club, swaying and playing to the swirling sounds. This girl had me entranced. Her hair was long, black, almost blue, and she shook it like a mane. 'She could whip me with that,' I thought, as I watched her lush, lithe, bo...
I was at that age where friends started getting married. It's only natural and normal for twenty-somethings to get hitched with their high school or college sweetheart. For me, this was a foreign concept. No high school sweetheart, too many college sweeth...
