THEY SAID TO ME She said to me, “I am leaving you, so you can play music without guilt.”I looked at her, and then I went to play a concert. They said to me, “We are taking away your job; you can’t afford to play music.”I looked at them, and then I went to rehearsal. They said to me, ”You haven’t any heat in your house; you can’t afford to play music.”I looked at them, and then I put on a sweater and joined a big band. (th...

“ONLY FOUR MORE SHOPPING DAYS LEFT!” The moving banner screamed at him, as he stood in the crowded station. The train came into the station, and screeched to a stop. The crowd surged forward to the opening doors. His arm was pressed from behind, and his hand was firmly pressed into the cleft of the behind of the woman standing in front of him. He started to apologize, but then a gap opened in front of her, and she stepped...

VERSES VERSUS – Lines Dashed Off in Response to Challenges Shower Scene The spray was hot, and full of steam. The couple stood beneath. His fingers in her female seam; She sucked air through clenched teeth. And even though the water cooled, (They'd been in there an hour) She loved the way that he had fooled With her clit in the shower. Belly Buttons Some kinds are inny And some kinds are outy. Some look like lips All puck...

Poppet was a person, not a puppet; that point must be perfectly clear. Feeling not terribly devotional that Palm Sunday, she was perusing porn on her Palm Pilot while she was perched in her pew at the Pineview Pentecostal Chapel. Her perky breasts rose and fell as she watched the scene silently unfold beneath her hymnbook. Her paramour, Peter, perched in the pew next to her, glanced at Poppet’s lap and his eyes popped, as...

Well. That was interesting, wasn’t it? We’ll play with your little titties again tomorrow. For now, just close your eyes and rest. Did you have a good nappy? Do you need to go potty? Ok. But remember to catch the little dribbles with a tissue. You wouldn’t want to stain those cute little pink panties. Now that you’re back, I think it’s time we did something about that little tiny – it’s too small to call it a cock, don’t...

Carla drummed her fingernails on the desk beside her phone as she wrestled with her conscience. Alice’s message had been clear. The weekend was looming on the horizon, and she and Gerald wanted Carla to come out and play. But Carla‘s memory of Doris’ spanking was still so fresh and vivid. Just thinking of it, she could feel herself beginning to swell, and she needed to open and close her legs as she sat at the table. She’...

Never Again Will I be able To taste apple butter; Never Again Will I be able To hear fireworks in the distance; Never Again Will I be able To stand beside rushing waters; Never Again Will I be able To see mountains and skies; Never Again Will I be able To eat a peach; Never Again Will I be able To do those things, Without Thinking Of you.

I often lust for someone Whom I think is pretty neat. And if I were in bed with her I’d nibble on her feet.And then I’d work my way up And lick her on her calf. She’d prob’ly start to giggle And tell me that I’m daft.But I’d keep going northward; Her words I would not heed. I’d stroke on her inner thigh, While I kissed inside her knee.When her breath came unevenly And she began to sigh, I’d kiss up even further Until my t...

CHAPTER ONE Ever since they made her a partner, Carla had been toying with the idea of buying a house. On Sundays, she would sit in her bed, with the paper and her coffee, perusing the Real Estate section. On April 14, she got up at her usual late Sunday morning hour of 9, donned her silk kimono robe and padded into the kitchen to make coffee. Maurice was nowhere to be seen, but she knew he was lurking around somewhere, s...

I love a sexy lady With handcuffed hands and feet. I love to lick and nibble Her place that tastes so sweet. Or tie her wrists and ankles With a strong Hentai bow. Then spread her lovely knees wide And make her juices flow. I’d inflict some loving pain; Clothes pins upon a tit. Maybe use a riding crop To spank her pulsing clit. And when she’s really begging For me to let her cum, I’d plunge my tongue inside her And very l...

“Lada dedadeda de, la de da, la de da,” Carla hummed a snippet of Mozart’s Minuet in G to herself as she dialed the phone. “Hi, Carla! What are you up to, girlfriend?” Alice asked into the phone. “How did you know… oh, duh. Caller ID. Silly me. I just finished an experiment, and thought I’d bring it over to share, and get yours and Gerald’s opinion on it,” Carla replied. “Experiment, huh? So you want me to be your guinea...

Most of the time I’m happy living alone. But sometimes I think It’d be nice to come home To someone who cared. Someone to cuddle To love and to hold To nurse when she’s sick And to warm when she’s cold. To stroke till she ‘d purr Like a nice kitty cat Or we’d sit at the table And just have a long chat. We’d stand at the sink And wash dishes together And look out the window And remark on the weather. To be friendly with An...

She isn’t petite and bouncy Like a Bugeye Sprite Or a cheerleader Darting around corners  But bouncing with every bump in the road. And she isn’t long and lean Like an XK 120 Or a marathon runner Eating up curves and distance As if they were made just for her. And she isn’t high maintenance Like a Masaerati Or a starlet wannabe Needing attention even if you don’t drive her. No, she isn’t any of those things. She’s warm an...

After she stopped reading, Alice had a sudden idea. She decided to put the things back in the room, and surprise Gerald with it, after she had cleaned everything up. She decided that if things were not in good working order, she could always admit trying to prepare a surprise for him. But if they were in good shape, and she could clean them, THAT surprise would be really stunning. Several days after finding the room, Alic...

While Gerald was at work, Alice decided to use the time available to get online and shop for shelving and such to turn the basement into their wine-tasting room. They had been discussing it over breakfast, and Alice had said, “Wouldn’t it be fun if we could create a vaulted ceiling, and kind of a faux rough plaster finish?” “We could do that by using chicken wire as a form, and laying plaster over it, then painting the wh...