Scooter’s Awakening

Ever sense I was a little girl I’ve wondered what it would be like to be a guy, I’m serious I’ve wanted be like to be a guy, to be precise, I wanted a dick.

Don’t get me wrong I love being a girl, I love sex, and I’ve always been very open about sex. I guess some people would call me a slut but I don’t care, I love the

The Cavern

I had only heard about The Cavern, on and off through the years in chat rooms. The stories were of a place a guy could go for stress relief by other guys. Between the continuing curiosity and a terrible state of horniness, my time to find out had finally arrived.

From the street, it looked innocent enough, just a simple sign with an inward swinging door. As I entered, I noticed how dark it was. The only light was from small candles on each bar-room table. If I hadn’t had my sunglasses on,

The Creamy Pie Club

I knocked on the door with my wife, Linda, by my side. The door opened but was held tight by a chain as light peeked out from inside. “Chocolate banana,” I said. The door closed and was soon re-opened without the lock. We entered hand in hand. The door was shut behind us and quickly locked. A short man stood there looking us over.

“Welcome,” he said in a low voice. “The club is meeting downstairs. Please leave your clothes in the living room before proceeding

The Examination

I had just negotiated a new contract with the company I work for and part of the package was a new life insurance policy. Instead of paying more income tax on a pay rise I accepted the insurance policy.

Of course this meant that I had to attend the mandatory medical examination and duly I received notice that I had an appointment a few days later with Dr. S. Wosilenski, the insurance company’s doctor.

The day of the examination arrived and I arrived on time for my 4.00 pm appointment. I

Tough Love

How dare he utter those words to her…those three magical words that every girl dreams about hearing from a man. No…not him! How could he just throw them at her as if she were some sort of charity?

She turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and inhaled sharply. She tried with all her might to remain calm and figure out why she was so angry at him. She looked down at her hands and noticed that her knuckles had turned pale from gripping onto the metal railing of the balcony;

it was

Caught in the Act

After a long hard and frustrating day at the office, I often enjoy stopping by the local pub to cool my frustrations. Today it didn’t work.

The phone had rung non stop for what seemed like an eternity. Every call was someone bitching about this or bitching about that. So to say the least my frustration level was at its peak. All I really wanted to do was tell them all where to go.

This has been my lot in life as I have been in sales for ten years. The only benefit to my job is the cute

Daughters of the Revolution

Hannah Allbright rode Lancaster, her husband’s favorite mount, down the charred and blackened streets of Pleasant Harbor Township, the stink of smoke and soot still lingered thick in the muggy summer air. Though it was her third visit into town since the burning she still wept at the site of her beloved village smoldering in ruin as she made her way to the mercantile, the lone building left standing after the Redcoats’ unprovoked attack.

If only the men had been here, she thought,

One High Heel Dancing

While driving to Jonni’s place, Ross reflected back to the days when he first met her. It was a time when parties were happening with great regularity and every party brought new faces. But Jonni, like Ross, had been two of the regulars at those parties.

The two of them had never really spent much time talking. They had danced once or twice. But Ross remembered a strikingly attractive girl, close to six feet tall, long legs and dark flowing hair. She was indeed one of the

Memphis Night

Raymond Fields lay on his hotel bed bored and lonely. He hated these extended business trips. Thirty days on the road always led to boredom. This trip seemed worse then most. The assignment he was on did not require any overtime, which left him with way too much free time to fill. In the ten days he had been in Memphis, Ray had already seen every pay-per-view, porn and regular, on the hotel system.

He knew what he really needed was someone to share the oversized Jacuzzi and king-sized bed in

Just Another Day

Just another day really, nothing special to begin with. We had been in through the morrning, and we’d been out in the afternoon. We’d done some shopping for the flat, had a few giggles, a little bit off teasing and some playful jokes but now we were back. I had made a cup of tea for myself, a coffee for him, with a biscuit on the side. Every inch the happy domestic scene, but isn’t it always the case that you only hear the ‘something’s going to happen’ music