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Her note said, “I would like to meet your friends Sioban and Ryan. Why don’t you invite them to go to the Cotswold’s with us? I think we could all have an exciting time.”
I never knew what Colette would do. But whatever she had in mind I always knew it would be an adventure. And I was quite sure that both Ryan and Sioban would like to be involved. So why shouldn’t I invite them?
The note went on, ”If you invite them and they agree you need not tell me, I’ll pick you all up at 9:00 on Saturday morning. If it cannot be arranged and neither can make it, we’ll go by ourselves. If only one of them can go I think that would be fun too. I’ll be driving a maroon-colored Range Rover, see you on Saturday,” Colette.
“No kidding,” Ryan said, “This British Airways stewardess WANTS me to come along? The one who you said sat beside you on the plane is coming over HERE? The one you went to the Cotswold’s with and slept in the other BEDROOM?”
Chuckling I said, “Colette is a rather special lady.” Ryan kept looking at me with his head cocked like he was thinking you lying son-of-a-bitch. “You BULLSHITTER. You slept in the same bedroom with her didn’t you?”
Merely smirking at his comment, I knew that given Colette’s proclivities for sexual pleasure, it wouldn’t be out of the question that she would want to have sex with Ryan too. Based on our experiences with Corey and Meghan he would be a worthwhile subject for her. I wasn’t as sure about Sioban. What I did know about Sioban though was that there was pretty much no sexual situation that she wouldn’t be able to flourish in.
“And the girl you shagged all night and made our room smell like a whorehouse?”
“Sioban.”
“Sioban? She’s Irish? A redhead?”
“All of the above.”
“Hmm,” Ryan said. “I think I might have seen you and her walking together on campus. You two were a little far away but she looked pretty hot.” I feel like Curious George getting curiouser and curiouser.”
“Then I had better give you real the scoop about what you have been accusing me of lying about.”
“It’s about time Dub. But don’t bullshit me this time around, ok?”
“My airline stewardess’s name is Colette Bentley. I’m not sure how old she is but I figure she’s in her early-to-mid forties, she looks like she could be in her early thirties. Anyway, just before we took off from Logan Airport in Boston she got on the plane and sat down beside me ... we were the only two people in our row. She told me she was deadheading—that’s taking a flight back to Heathrow before getting ready to make a return flight to the states ... said she was on a mini-vacation in the states and had to get back to London to start her cycle again. When it came to mealtime she went back to the kitchen and came back with two first-class meals, crystal glasses, and the whole thing. After that, she taught me how to play gin rummy and we played a bunch of games. She beat me in all but one. When the lights went down for everybody to go to sleep, she covered us up with our blankets and asked me if I minded if she could lay her head on my shoulder.”
“Like you didn’t have a problem with that right?”
“Like you’re mum?”
”Yeah, I can’t deny that. Strange right?”
“I ‘ve spent a bit of time fantasizing about my mum,” Ryan said. “Almost every bloke I’ve ever talked with admits to that.”
“Anyway, there I was with this gorgeous woman sitting next to me. Her head was on my shoulder and her leg pushing right up against mine. She smelled great ... had on this exotic perfume. Now and then my nose would get in her hair. I’ve gotta tell you Ryan from the moment she sat down next to me I had a hardon that would only go down when my balls started hurting too much. All the while, especially when she was sleeping, I was fucking her in my mind. I was wide awake, going through what I would call ‘blissful agony.’ Finally, I dozed off and awoke with the weird feeling of my zipper being worked down. It was COLETTE. Her hand brushed against me down there and she felt that I had a boner. Anyway, she was zipping down my fly. Then she pulled out my pecker and started jacking me off.”“GEEZ Dub, you’re shitting me, right?”
“No way Ryan. She was jacking me off. More than that, she must have known that I was a virgin or something because soon after she started, she took her hand off my pecker and pushed it inside my underwear. She found a soft spot between my balls and asshole and pressed hard to keep me from shooting. I figured she had done this with other guys before.”
“Anyway, when I settled down, she started jacking me again. She would do it for a while, would press my spot then start up again. Pretty soon it got to the point where she didn’t need to press the spot anymore. What she was doing was fabulous, but I was kind of numb down there as well. That must have gone on for about twenty minutes or a half-hour. It was almost like she was twiddling her thumbs or something. But she kept doing it. Suddenly, she started jacking me faster. I told her that I was gonna shoot and would make a mess. She said, ‘Go ahead and cum Arthur. I love messes.’ I couldn’t believe what she was doing and that it would be all right with her if I came all over her hand.”
“CRIKEY”... “So, what happened when you did?”
“First of all, I was like biting my tongue so I wouldn’t cry out. Then I shot a bigger wad than I ever thought possible—I guess from holding back for so long. Anyway, I must have shot about a half dozen times, and each of them major, not just spatters.”
“What did she do?”
“She said, ‘Nice’ the first time in a real sexy voice then opened her hand so she could get the jizz between her hand and my cock then jack me in a slippery way ... I could hear it making slurpy noises. After I stopped shooting, she kept squishing my jizz over my pecker until it became as limp as an earthworm. She reached up and pushed the service button. A stewardess came and she asked her to bring two towels, a wet one and a dry one.”
“Did she say anything?”
“She just gave Colette a smirk, looked back and forth between Colette and me and rolled her eyes then left to get the towels. When she came back, she handed Colette the towels, gave her the kind of “tsk, tsk” smirk like a good-natured teacher gives you in school when you do something wrong but funny, and went on her way. Colette cleaned me off with the wet towel and dried my dick and balls with the other.”
“Then what?”
I got a kick out of how excited Ryan was to hear the rest of the story.
“During breakfast, she asked me what was the latest time I could check-in at the residence hall. When I told her she said, ‘After we land you’re coming with me to my flat. We’ll spend the day there together. There are some important things I can teach you before taking you to your residence.’”
“What did you think?”
“I never had sex before Ryan. But because of the hand job she gave me I imagined that we might have sex together. What would you have thought?”
“I would have figured that between getting there and her taking me back to the Uni she would have tried to fuck my brains out.”
“Believe it or not that’s exactly what she did. And by the time I got to the Uni my balls hurt like a toothache. I had no clue that I would be able to shoot that many times in one day. But it wasn’t just fucking Ryan, she taught me how to eat pussy and lick her ass and pinch her tits ‘til she screamed. I have to tell you, it was unbelievable.”
“SHEESH,” Ryan said. “So, did you think you would ever see her again?”
“She treated me so well I was convinced that she would. But what did I know about these things? She told me that I was a special young man and wanted to see me often while I was in London. She said that if I wanted we could get together every other weekend or so. I’ve told her about you and Sioban and she says she wants to meet both of you either alone or together.”
“Do you think sex will be involved?” Ryan asked.
“You’re the one who told me about nymphomania. I don’t know whether Sioban is a nymphomaniac, but I guarantee that Colette is. If you asked me if sex will be involved, I would tell you that It’s not whether it will be involved but how much or how often.”
“CRIKEY’S,” Ryan said with a leering grin. “Count me in.”
I left a message at Sioban’s residence hall. Since having sex together we said our hellos and had short conversations before and after class each day ... frequently had coffee together but hadn’t gotten together for sex again. We both loved being together, but the obstacle was that we couldn’t make anything happen privately. Since she christened Ryan’s bed so completely and refused to climb up in the top bunk and said, “You know how wild I can get Arthur, I would hate to bounce out of your bed and fall and break my crown.”
When she called me back just after 10:30 pm and I said, “I have an interesting proposal for you that could turn into quite an adventure. I have no idea where it could lead though.”
“I’m listening.”
“Remember the older lady you suspected me of having sex with?”
“That’s an interesting way to start a conversation, Arthur.”
“With what I called to talk with you about Sioban,” I said, “I couldn’t figure out a better way to start. Anyway, your suspicions were right on about her but probably pretty far from what you might have suspected was the scene of the crime.” I heard a throaty chuckle on the other end of the phone.
“Crime,” she said. “There is no way just one crime could have been responsible for the moves you made in bed with me.”
“There certainly is Sioban if that crime were complete enough to have put me through my paces repeatedly during an eight-hour day. Please don’t interrupt me until I get this out okay?”
“Take your time you naughty boy,” she said. “I told you that you are special.”
“Here goes.” I took a couple of deep breaths. “On the flight over here from Boston, a British Airways stewardess sat down beside me.”
“You are not going to tell me...”
“I am. And you said you weren’t gonna interrupt me.”
“Sorry. Go on.”
“She’s older, probably in her forties. But apart from a few crow’s feet, she looks as young as you do Sioban. Her name is Colette, Colette Bentley. Anyway, in the middle of the night, she gave me a hand job under the blanket.”
“NO WAY!”
“WAY. I was a virgin when I got on the plane Sioban. Colette has a penchant for young guys. Anyway, we got really chummy.”
“Chummier than a hand job?”
“When we landed after I got my bags, she asked me if I had to get to the residence hall right away. I told her that I had to get there by 6:00 pm. She took me by the hand and led me to the tube going to London then talked me into getting off about halfway and spending the day at her flat.”
“Crickey’s Arthur Chadwick.” She was quiet for a moment then said, “What is it about you that makes you so attractive?”
“I have no idea Sioban, but it happened with you and happened another time since I’ve been here. Anyway, Colette took me home and gave me what I would consider basic sex training during an eight-hour stretch.”
“From my experience Arthur, it came across more like advanced training.”
“Remember Sioban you’re the one who tried to get the story out of me when we were together that night.”
“I’m not trying to shut you up Arthur. I’m all earsS. But learning all that you showed me in your dorm room in just one day is a bit much for me to digest.”
“I ejaculated over a half dozen times with her Sioban.”
“And knowing how long you can fuck without cumming Arthur there must have been a lot of strokes involved he, he, he, not to mention licking pussy and whatever else you might have done during that time.”
“Anyway, she dropped me off just before six ... and my bollix hurt so much I could hardly walk.”
“So, I guess I have her to thank for the pleasure you gave to me. Have you seen her again?”
“Two weekends ago she picked me up on Saturday in her classic MG and we went to her place in the Cotswold’s. It’s FABULOUS Sioban. It’s right on a stream, has two bedrooms both with their own bathrooms. The master bedroom is covered with mirrors from floor to ceiling and even ON the ceiling. You won’t believe it.”
After a protracted silence she said, “Sounds heavenly. So, what’s that got to do with me?”
“I told her about you Sioban.”
“So much for confidentiality arsehole.”
“It’s not like that Sioban. She’s kinda like mothering me, without actually leading me into incest. When I asked if I were going to see a lot of her (as if we would be regularly exclusive), she told me I should be sowing my wild oats ... getting out there and practicing ‘what I have taught you so far.’ She wants to meet you.”
“Why?”
“She wants to meet you and my roommate, Ryan. He’s really a great bloke. You would like him as well. She wants us all to go with her to Bourne on the Water together this weekend.”
“So how would we all fit in a classic MG?”
“She’ll be driving her Range Rover SUV.”
“Sounds like the lady is doing okay. Maybe I should apply for a job at British Airways.”
“If you did, I bet Colette would give you a great recommendation.”
“So, I would have to ride all the way to the Cotswold’s in a car with the guy whose bed I soaked?”
“He never knew you were in his bed Sioban ... but he wanted to know all about you.”
“Did you tell him?”
“Only that we went through the three condoms he lent me. He said the room smelled like a whorehouse.”
“What kind of a bloke is he?”
“He’s cool. He and I made it with twins that are nursing students. We met them at Spikes.”
There was a snarky edge to her voice as she said, “You’re getting around quite well for a seventeen-year-old lad Arthur.”
“I’m gonna be eighteen in a couple of months.”
“So, you didn’t tell him anything about me, but you told him everything about this fly girl Colette.”
“She’s my mentor Sioban. She is treating me rather well. I didn’t want to blow your cover to anybody at school. I know you would really like Colette. At least you would be intrigued by her.”
“So, I expect this trip to the Cotswold’s will be just a sightseeing expedition?”
I laughed. “She’s a nymphomaniac Sioban. And as I recall, you liked sex pretty well yourself.”
“Could be interesting. I’ve never been to the Cotswold’s. Tell her I’ll go...”
I was sure that Ryan would go but not Sioban. I liked her a lot, but she had made it clear to me that our relationship was friendship and sex, sex, and friendship ... maybe the definition was just that confused. But I was no more interested in a romantic relationship with Sioban than she was with me. We both had to get through our schooling.
While we had been enjoying our sexual adventure on Ryan’s bunk—just my second carnal escapade—she voiced the opinion that I had been mentored sexually by an older woman. I thought it was either strange or interesting (being too new in the sexual universe to fully understand what she was talking about) that she had an almost educational perspective on sex in the midst of experiencing it. Sioban was like a student of sex. At any rate, she recognized that I was a newbie. Yet she could tell that I was quickly becoming refined.
It was like a second thought when she said, “Being given the opportunity to meet the woman who was able to recognize your natural sexual inclinations and mold you into such a surprising lover ... how many times were you with her before we met and had sex?” Sioban’s devilish chortle was such a turn-on that I found myself talking on the phone and fondling my hardening penis.
“Blimey Arthur Chadwick for the life of me I can’t figure out why we’ve only spent one night in bed together. You’re such a fucking turn-on. I’m looking forward to meeting your Colette Bentley and your roommate Ryan whose bed I practically laundered with my explosive secretions. Seems like the three of us have something in common with the Yank-child from Boston Massachusetts. Sounds like it could just be one helluva weekend.”
Standing out in front of Ryan’s and my residence hall with our backpacks we were all early, anticipating the appearance of the maroon Land Rover. Ryan and I were wearing polo shirts and Bermuda shorts. Sioban had a green tee-shirt and an emerald, green cap with her red ponytail protruding through the back (said she wanted to impress Colette with her red hair). She was wearing tan short shorts. When Colette had called, she said, “Tell Sioban I’ll be wearing short shorts, I’d like to see what her legs look like.”
“Interesting request from a woman I suppose,” Sioban had said. “But the truth is I would like to see what her legs look like as well, not to mention her bum.”
Not telling her that I thought they would be seeing more than just their legs over the weekend it was Interesting how quickly I was adapting to Colette’s “normal.” I considered anything that would happen with her would just be some kind of new revelation or adventure. The fact that Sioban was wearing her backpack made her breasts more apparent. I wondered if Colette would be jealous that hers were not as large as this college girl.
At 8:48 when the shiny maroon Range Rover pulled up Ryan said, “That woman drive’s some nice cars.” He had been impressed that he had seen her pick me up a couple of weeks prior in her classic MG roadster.
Colette got out of the car for introductions. She wore white short shorts that showed the shadows of her vaginal lips and the hint of a camel toe, a dark blue British European Airways t-shirt with a large red (target looking insignia) with a white circle around it and large white letters BEA in the center. She wore the same-colored cap with her auburn ponytail protruding through the hole in the back. It was as if she were a walking advertisement for her employer.
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You're walking in the woods one day, ignoring the stories of people dissapearing in the woods recently, you just walk on. There was also a weird report today about people getting infected with a virus that increases their sex drive, and then are never heard from again after awhile, their bodies are never even found. There's a sudden rustling in the bushes, and something jumps out at you, you feel a sharp pain in your shoulder as your knocked out. When you wake up, you find yourself lying in...
Fantasy“My pupils grew,” David thought as he watched Olivia enter the room, and saw the lights gel together into a big bright blur. He rubbed his eyes and recovered sight in time to watch Olivia walk to her seat, her hips ebbing and flowing into his memory. This was the first time he’d seen her since school let out for summer vacation. He was almost positive she’d never been this curvaceous- her body flowed like water, genes as shameless as an ocean. It was ridiculous for him to call this high school...
Quickie Sex*This is a work of fiction based on a fantasy I've had for a very long time. there is sex, and sexual themes in this story. Crossdressing, bondgae, feeminization... all of these things. If this isn't something you'd enjoy, don't read it, deal? Comments welcome, but try not to be negitive please... Enjoy the story ;) FICTIONMANIA FANTASY PHOTOSHOOT PART 1 My name is Cory, I read Fictionmania almost everyday. I've been crossdressing lightly as a turn-on since I was a small...
Bill snapped awake and rolled out of bed in one motion. Jimmy was standing beside his bed and had jumped back at the sudden movement. "Sorry Grandpa. You asked me to wake you at 5:30," Jimmy said. Bill nodded and wiped his face with his hands. His eyes felt grainy and his head felt like it was stuffed with cotton. He had only slept for a couple of hours. The night before had been a flurry of planning and activity preparing for what he was sure would happen today. First they had made the...
I have lived all my life on ships of one kind or another. I have a knack for picking cargos that are going to give a better return. That doesn't mean I only dealt with cargo. On a ship you learn to do everything if you are smart. I guess it has given me a unique way of looking at things. We were in port at Karssed and I would be leaving the ship here. My name is Carson and I am twenty one. I am just less than two meters tall. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I had saved my money and Karssed...
I was overjoyed as my surrogate teenage daughter was coming to stay with us for a few weeks. She and her mother have not been getting along very well at all, in fact there is huge resentment between them. Both are to blame but the main problem as I see it is that Mia feels unloved by both her Father, Mother and other people close to her. I waited at the airport for Mia to arrive. It wasn’t long when I saw this incredibly sexy young lady in a short skirt and a revealing top walking...
So were back to the future and its January of 2002. The affair continues! It had been four days since “S” and I consummated our relationship in the back seat of my car in that church parking lot. I spent the intervening days after work looking for a better place to park and have sex other than that church parking lot, but I was unable to. Not within close enough proximity to the gym. So after the aerobic kick boxing class I taught and “S” attended, she again showered and met me at my car and...
If you ever want to live out a fantasy then this is the place to be. You see it all began while I was out hanging with my girls. On this particular night we decided to go bar hopping. We finally settled on this spot called the Tango Sweet. It sort of reminded me of a lush hotel. The exception being that it was an extravagant ballroom party. After dancing non-stop for about seven songs the girls and me plopped our ass at the sports bar and ordered our drinks. It was then that I noticed people...
The apartments we lived in had a hot tub. It was a high dollar property so most every one went to bed early to be up for work the next day. It took some work but I got her to be topless when we were in the hot tub. When she sat all the way down you could not see she was topless. She became so comfortable being topless she did not mind that her bare breast were in full sight often. I thought that is was sexy as hell seeing her topless, but realized it could be risky at the same time. No guy is...
After a few moments a middle-aged woman who was obviously English came into the ante-room and said, conversationally, "You must be the American reporter. Would you like some coffee?" Tiggs stared at her. She had never seen anyone dressed quite as the woman was. She wore a short satin dressing-gown, reaching only to the tops of her thighs and with only a button at the neck and no belt to hold it closed. Other than that she was completely naked, not even wearing slippers. As she walked her...
Hi guys, I am 21 years old, currently studying at Chennai. I don’t want to mention any names here for privacy. Anyone can mail me your feedbacks & your opinions on the story. Coming to the story, this incident happened with my niece recently while at hometown. She is not my direct niece but my cousin sister’s daughter. She is 18 years old now and has got over with her board exams. To tell about her, she’s fair and has an average teenager kind of body – small boobs, average ass with an average...
So last story mein aap sabne padha ki kaise Anisha bhabhi aur meri baatein shuru hui aur shuru hote hi khatam ho gayi do minute mein. Mujhe laga ki mauka hath se gaya. Shaam ko unka message aaya. AB: Hi! Me: Hi, kaha gayab ho gaye the? AB: Sorry koi aa gaya tha. Me: Achha to batana chahiye tha na. Mujhe laga bura maan gaye. AB: Kis baat ka bura? Me: Apki pic ki tarif jo ki thi uska. AB: Hmmm. Me: Bas hmmmmm? AB: Mujhe pata hai wo tarif aise hi thi. Me: Bilkul bhi nahi. Maine dil se ki thi...
At dinner a couple of weeks later, Bob and Tracy told The Circle members that they’d made contact with the second group that wanted some ideas and mentoring about their future as a loose-knit assembly of people. In this case, the group had first identified themselves as swingers. Bob hadn’t probed exactly what they meant by that; however, the term suggested a sexually-oriented group of people that met every couple of weeks purely for the enjoyment of sex. In this case, some romances had...
Introduction: Yolanda finds out about sex toys, nasty mens lewd fetishes and gives her first blowjob. Jim discovers what her husband is doing with her panties and a lesbian takes her heart. Yolanda smiled mischievously at him as she slid the big 12 inch black cock slowly in and out of her mouth and then pulled it out with a plopping sound as he stood next to her. Dats a BIG cock! she giggled as a bit of drool ran out of her small mouth whose lips had just been stretched to the limit by the...
Hi to all iss readers…this is shekhar .i like incest stories very much….mostly sister and mother fucking stories.now i’ll write the story in hindi…main 21 saal ka hun aur meri ghar mein do behan hai(shreya aur sonal).dono hi mujshe 3 saal bari hain.main hamesha se hi apni didi ke saath ghul mil kar rehta tha…aur kabhi bhi mere mann mein unke liye gande khayal nahi atte the.main ek engineering student hun..aur main apne semester break mein ghar aaya tha.meri dodo didi ghar mein hi rehti thi..aur...
I was almost to my apartment door when Biff, a longtime buddy, came around the hall corner. His face lit up when he saw me and, without stopping he said, “Hey man, thanks so much!” and high-fived me. By then I was at my door and Moira, my bride of two years, was in the kitchen fixing dinner in her robe, unusual dress for this early. She rushed to greet me as usual with a big kiss. I smelled sex. Without letting her go I asked, “I just saw Biff in the hall and he thanked me. For what?” My...
I was startled awake by the feeling of something pouncing on my bed. Cracking open my eyes as I groggily came around, I saw Stacey bouncing up and down like a little girl trying to wake her parents on Christmas morning. "Daaaaaan, it's time to wake uuuuuuuup!" she whispered in my ear. Smiling mischievously, she straddled my legs and flipped up the covers. Poking her head beneath the sheets, she popped right back out and made a playful pouty face. "Awww, you really aren't up yet, are...
PART 1 - Beginning It was a cold November day in London, and David and Maria were lying in bed talking about their eventful days as usual. The conversation started with discussing trivial matters, but then things changed.David and Maria were married, in their late 20s and generally happy as a couple. David was originally of French descent although he had lived and been brought up in England; he did not speak a word of French for that matter. Maria was Colombian, a real beauty. She was curvy in...
Here I am to narrate an incidence, which happen to me when I was 19 years old. I am 33 now and this was with my aunt. She was kind of loose character and my mum did not like her a bit. Her name was arpita aunty (name changed). She was a family friend and wife to my dad’s best friend Jai uncle.Arpita aunty was fair and tall almost 5.6”, which in our community is excellent height. Arpita aunty was not fat or lean; she was ok especially with 2 k**s and age of 39 at that time. She had curly hair...
Hello people, I am Kunal currently residing in Kolkata and without wasting further time would like to continue with my story here earlier I used to live in Delhi. In fact, I completed my schooling from there itself. It all happened during my high school days when I was a virgin. Every year, we had a excursion trip planned out for the 12th standard students. This year, it was to be a trip to Kerala. Well, I forgot to mention that I was committed to a girl named Anita from my junior class (11th)...
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When we arrived at her place Bill followed us as we walked inside. He set the screen in the hallway next to a table near her coat closet. She and I walked all around her house, out on the back patio and she took us back in to the den. Stopping and looking around she said, "You know, I think if we set it up in here it would make the best sense. After all, with the porn going, when the boys watch it they can just stand up come over to the screen, poke their dick through a hole and they can...
A wife is forced into getting a job by her husband to help with the expenses. She isn't all that happy abouther new waitress job, until she finds out that a girl can make a bundle by offering a little extra service.***My husband made me get a job a few weeks ago. He had been bitchin' about me layin' around the house all day for all four years of our marriage and he finally told me that if I didn't get a job, he'd throw my ass out of the trailer. With no choice, I reluctantly agreed. I hadn't...
Hi friends mai apka karan rajput delhi se. Kaise hai aap sab log I hope you all are good. Aapne meri pichli kamukta stories padhi or bahut mze liye. Aasha karta hoon meri stories padhker ladko ne apne lund zarur hilaye honge or ladkiyun ne chut mai ungli jarur daali hogi. Aap mujhse sampark kar sakte hai meri email id per jo hai or yhi mera google hangout account bhi hai so fnds jyada se jyada mujhe email kigiye or google hangout per mujhse chat kigiye. So aaiye ab aate hai story per jo mere...
“Like it, Karen?” “Well, it was certainly an experience, Professor. I’m not sure I’m ready for modern music.” “Warren, not ‘professor.’ We’re not in class. I bet all the music you danced to growing up was more modern than those pieces. Alban Berg died before you were born -- before I was born, for that matter.” “Well, maybe...” “It’s an acquired taste, I’ll admit. I quite enjoyed your company. Care to come up for a nightcap? I can’t be seen buying a drink for an undergraduate, but I know...
John had been stood up. He had been meant to meet his friend David for a drink, but just as he was arriving at the bar, David called and said that he’d managed to get a date with a girl he’d been trying to screw for months. Obviously, John could hardly begrudge him that. He decided to go in for one drink anyway. With his drink in hand, he sat at a small table by the wall. He surveyed the girls at the bar. One in particular caught his eye. She was about 5’8, slender but curvy, with long blonde...
I hated hospitals. The smell, the sterility, the shiny floors ... Soap stations were parked next to every door. Nurses walked around with cheery scrubs that somehow seemed wrong against the backdrop of the suffering. Even worse, the frantic and heavy expressions of loved ones were haunting and inescapable. The employees at the front desk were assholes. They gave me a hard time when I said I was there to see Rose, telling me they were supposed to receive a list of visitors and my name wasn’t...
I took the little white packet from him. I set it in my open palm and stared at it long and hard. It seemed so small, so trivial. It was funny how such a little thing could relieve so much frustration. When I started going with Billy, I had to fight him every step of the way. It wasn’t long, though, before he wore down my resistance and I discovered the joys of his wonderful hands. His fingers on my tits made me feel so good. The first time he sucked on my nipples I thought...