I remember some others, particularly the ones I was cruel to. The summer after; a few times I went to visit her. I’d walk semi-announced into the cramped little box of a house, crane my neck around as I clambered up the stairs, tentatively call out her name, then her mother’s. Usually no answer; usually I’d wait an hour or two. (more…)

I love going to the doctor. Not many women do, mind you, but mine is special. Every time I go in for an examination, I come out from a treatment!

It starts out like any other office visit, but then when we get into the examination room; it’s a whole other world. As he sits down at the table, he tells me to go behind the screen and undress. I put on the paper gown and come out from behind the screen and sit on the table. As he gets up to begin the exam, I notice an ever increasing bulge in his pants. (more…)

It is afternoon in the desert when my lover and I meet. The sun is cruel, unyielding in its effect. We can but clasp hands as we meet; it is far too hot for any closer contact. Yet in our eyes can be seen the passions that drive us to this place. Words would distract; they are not employed. Each knows the other’s fire as an extension of one’s own, flames hotter than the desert this summer day.

As we open the door to our motel room, the sensation of chill disorients completely. The past hours of the drive have all but convinced us that there is nothing in this place but heat. But just beyond the door, the steady white noise of an air conditioner breaks the desert silence, even as the cold air it emits disturbs the desert’s otherwise perfect heat. (more…)

Deb looked classy — I liked her tightly creased pants and high heels. Her short, light brown hair had blond highlights and swept over the top of her head. She wore dark glasses that framed her piercing brown eyes. Her lips were shiny with lipstick and when I saw the stain on her beer glass I thought about what it would be like to have a similar stain around my cock. Her small mouth seemed barely big enough to fit around my generous member — but I wanted the chance to see.

She was keeping up with me in beers and since I was starting to feel pretty good, I knew that she had to be as well. We talked about dope. “I haven’t been stoned in years,” she said. I invited her out to my Jeep for a smoke and she agreed. (more…)

Today’s daily pictures:

Police have been unable to recommend a prosecution for the following scam:

A company takes out a newspaper advertisement claiming to be able to supply imported hard core pornographic videos. As their prices seem reasonable, people place orders and make payments via check.

After several weeks, the company writes back explaining that under the present law they are unable to supply the materials and do not wish to be prosecuted. So they return their customers’ money in the form of a company check.

However, due to the name of the company, few people will present
these checks to their banks.

The name of the company:
“The Anal Sex and Fetish Perversion Company.”

Why are guys so obsessed with television anyway? I was feeling a little frisky the other day so I started teasing Jake in the hopes of getting a little action. He was relaxing on the couch watching a football game at the time. I couldn’t believe it but I had to actually turn off the TV just to get him to take a look at what I was offering as alternative entertainment.

I had been fucked good and hard by a friend of ours the night before and just thinking of that incredible experience had my pussy soaking wet and craving even more cock. I didn’t have any trouble at all capturing Jake’s attention once I had turned off his precious football game.

I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was ready for some action too. I did the proper thing and dropped to my knees so that I could investigate the source of this bulge. I can’t even begin to put into words how much I love cock. Sucking it, fucking it and having it shoot its load all over my eagerly awaiting face and wide open mouth. (more…)

The Diary, September 26

Dear Diary,

Today is truly the best day of my life. It started like any other, but it ended like a dream. Today Eric told me that he loved me. It didn’t exactly happen just like that. It went kind of like this:

We were in my room. I was kind of laying there with him, stroking his cheek with my hand. He hand his hand on my butt! And anyway, we kissed. And we kept kissing. But it was a different sort of kiss. It was much more passionate than any other kiss I had felt before. I tried not to move. I was afraid I would lose the moment. (more…)

I stared at the computer screen in front of me, suddenly realizing I’d read the same paragraph a dozen times and still didn’t know what it said. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. I couldn’t concentrate, and my body felt alien to me.

I could feel every thread in my underwear. I could feel my hair brushing against the back of my neck. I could feel my hard nipples being caressed by my thin cotton shirt. I could hear the blood whispering through my veins. All the tiny hairs on my body were standing on end, as though I were under a high tension wire, or holding onto a Van de Graaff generator. Electricity filled me, making my head spin and my genitals flood with heat. Hot moisture oozed from my body, dampening my underwear. My anus tensed and untensed over and over, aching for something, or someone. (more…)

She carries the taste of him, the thought…white noise in her head. The lost time staring through windows at waving trees. The excitement of electronic encounter. Memories from a velvet box…reaching in ASCII to keep them real.

Eight thousand miles is a not unimaginable distance, it is less than that between failed lovers. It is hours on a jet, funds from the bank…logistics. It is less than her sick certainty that he favors distance, less than her awareness that she failed to be real but carries him in her breath and touch. That is real. (more…)