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It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, “The mass of men lead lies of quiet desperation.” This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today’s world.
The majority of today’s men and women live in boring circumstances, and when …
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The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man, who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and …
Read More →Sexuality is so much a part of the human condition that it is almost the same as saying to be human is to be sexual. Animals are regulated by seasons and physiological changes which apparently act as stimulus triggers. A bitch in heat, for example, will accept almost any male dog that seeks to confer his favors on her. But …
Read More → “Hello?” I answered my celphone after checking the number, making
sure it wasn’t Rodney. I was kind of avoiding him.
“Kylie? Hi, it’s Brandon,” a soft male voice said and I felt my
tummy tighten. “From the other night?”
“Yeah,” I smiled and looked down as I sat just outside the Student
Union, relaxing between classes on bit of shady …
She needed confidence. Everyone said so. Even her mother.
Alone with him she was incredible. Passionate, beautiful, sexual in the
deepest meaning of the word. In public her heart beat a little harder. Her
lips felt dry. The feeling that others were always looking never left her.
And they were.
Tall and gorgeous she attracted the attention of both men …
After college I had to do four years in the Army to pay back my ROTC
scholarship. I was commissioned a second lieutenant and assigned as a
platoon leader in an infantry company. I had married Michelle while in
college and I managed to get a small married-officer quarters on the base
where I was stationed. Things were pretty tough …
Considering what the Federals had done to her and hers, Bertha
Evans felt that she had kept her feelings about them remarkably
impersonal. Although they had invaded her country, crippled her
brother, killed her fiance, stolen most of her family’s property
with that horrid “Emancipation Proclamation,” and were occupying
Twin Oaks at that very minute, she could express her opinions …
I knew that there was no way that Kristina’s parents would allow her
to go to the block party with me, and I wouldn’t ask her to sneak
around against her father’s wishes, so I decided to give Becky
Steinman a call. After all, why should I be the only kid there
without a girl to hang out with?
“Hi, …
Read More →“So,” her voice was a horse whisper. “Do you want to come back to my
place and have sex with me?” she looked across at me.
I looked up shocked. Then I recovered my composure. “Why?” I asked,
putting an edge in my voice.
She smiled, almost giggled, “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what’s the point, Alexandra?” I looked …
She was breathless. I could smell the intermingled perfumes of Justine
and the girl, underlined with a deeper musk.
Justine leant forward and pressed her lips briefly to mine.
Then turned her head towards the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and they smiled at each other; so close their
noses were almost touching.
“Oh, my,” the girl was breathless. …
A dozen candles gave a warm, soft light to her
bedroom. A gentle breeze blew in through the open
window, billowing the sheer curtains and making the
flames flicker. Naked, she stood in front of the
window and drew the curtains open wide. She leaned
against the windowsill, relishing the feel of the cool
night air caressing her naked flesh. …
They Invade
I think it was the summer I was fourteen . . . or was it fifteen . . . but
that’s not really important. What is important was that was the summer my
Uncle and Aunt got their divorce. Things back then were different than
they are now; there were no mandatory year long separations before a
divorce …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …
Read More → The summer was ending and Ken hadn’t been to a _DiSH_ social event since
the Memorial Day Picnic a few months ago. That day was one of the most
memorable events in his recent life. He had joined one of Amy’s risqué games
and had ended up with Jenna, the group’s sexpot (every college class, company
department, and social group …
[The set-up: Ben and his friends have rented a beach house on Long
Island for a week. His sister Jessica, whom he had told “should stop
by” surprises him by actually showing up from her home in Philadelphia.
This scene takes place after the first night’s party.]
Ben woke up. There was someone else in bed with him. Someone female,…
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