The Proof of the Pudding

The near-naked domina smiled as she regarded her client’s dancing cock. He was bound to the low bench, face up. She had teased him past the point of distraction, and took pleasure in his frustrated groans. She knew he craved relief. They both knew that he craved even more to be inside her, to thrust and pump until he could hold back no longer, and in a burst of passion, spurt his seed, over and over, into her warm receptacle.

She felt his hungry eyes on her smooth thighs and bare legs.

New Orleans

Night never falls quickly enough on New Orleans. Interesting by day, certainly, but darkness brings the true city to life. The barkers and harkers, bodegos and cafes. The places seeking merely to move money — from your pocket to theirs. And oh the promises.

This night will bring something else to the city of cadence and creole. She feels, rather than hears, the calls for attention ringing and melting together in her ears as she stands looking out her window.

It’s a tingling sort of

Back Door, Next Door

At only a couple of months short of nineteen Kerry was no virgin, but she was only too aware that she couldn’t yet really class herself as sexually experienced either. Her occasional contact with porn had told her that she still had a lot to learn and a lot to experience, and although some of the things she had come across she doubted that she would ever want to try, there were also things that just thinking about doing gave her a thrill.

Her difficulty was that Ben, her boyfriend and so

Two Moms, Two Laps: Laying Penny

Laying the groundwork (and Penny) for a culture of sharing

I know Chapter 3 was a little slow-going. I wrote you that one, so I could bring you this one. Enjoy.

I had spent much longer with Aunt Marie than I’d planned. It was almost 6:00 pm. No surprise then, when I got home to find Mom and Penny sitting on the couch, drinking wine, and talking quietly.

“My two favorite women,” I announced. “What’s going on?”

“Girl talk,” Mom said, rather abruptly

Unconventional

As long as I have been working as a school librarian, I have traveled every August to a convention the state’s Education Department sponsors for teachers, administrators, and anyone else involved in schooling. Usually, my husband, Dan, accompanies me on these trips, and for the last eight or nine years, we have been joined by Janice, a Spanish teacher at the high school where I work, and her husband, Bill.

We stay a day or two beyond the convention, take in the sights, and eat out. It may

Treasure Unbound

Those that have never taken the time to get to know him, think of Griffin Connors as an eccentric old man. At fifty years old, he is still a very striking man. He is five foot ten, and weighs around one hundred eighty-five pounds. He has steel blue piercing eyes, that most fail to see are full of warmth. One only has to look beyond the full beard and moustache to see the kindness and humor that life has left etched there through the years.

He loves history, especially things dealing with the

My Boss, My Friend, My Lover

Ok, so here’s the deal. My name is Marissa Adams, I’m 18 years old and I am a maid at a hotel/casino in Las Vegas. I’m not complaining, pay’s good, my co-workers are great and I meet very interesting people and a few stars. Just last week Shaq was staying in the NBA Suite. But that’s no where near the best part of my perfect job.

My boss, C.J. Well, everybody’s boss you’d say. He runs the casino. I knew him before I started working here. My ex-affair

By Your Side

I met Emily during my freshman Chem class. We had just happened to sit down next to each other at a table, and our professor told us that our seatmates would also be our lab partners. We quickly hit it off and begun to hang out outside of class as well. Neither of us were gigantic partiers, preferring to go to the movies rather than frat parties. We did drink, but it was normally wine in one of our rooms or maybe beer with pizza.

Emily quickly became my best friend and we were inseparable. She

Surprise on Business Trip

I was in Dallas on a business trip, it wasn’t in the best of neighborhoods, but not the worst by any stretch it was actually more of an industrial district, mostly factories and warehouses, but an occasional hotel or burger joint.

I was staying in one of those hotels, not a bad one either. They had clean rooms and a well lit parking lot. One of my employees (Jim) and I were staying in one room and another employee (Mike) was staying in another due to his excessive snoring.

I always