It was New Years, and the big bash I’d paid big bucks to go to was over. We’d raised Hell and danced and had our fancy dinner and a show and the champagne to ring in the New Year and it was two thirty in the morning. Coming out of the city on the main
The story I am going to tell concerns the first time I experienced a man’s cum in my mouth. I was curious about what it would be like to have a man cum in my mouth but never had enough courage to suck any of my sexual partner’s cocks to completion. It just didn’t seem
The party raged upstairs as our multiple relatives and family friends enjoyed the festivities while getting progressively more intoxicated. It seemed like the annual event was New Years at our place. Why I don’t know, it was just the tradition. I never really got into it. I guess I didn’t get along with my cousins,
It’s quarter to one on Christmas morning. The midnight service has finished, and the entire village has gone back home to drink or sleep away the hours until daybreak. In the church there’s just me, tidying hymnbooks and setting the chairs and music stands ready for morning service. I’m not particularly religious; I sing in
The spirit of Naar floated helplessly in the darkness of space, his soul a cloud of ethereal, black smoke. He watched angrily as the universe was consumed by the Light of Ishir and Kai, their benevolent gazes bringing new life to the worlds he had purified with fire and death. At the Dark God’s side
May is the right time to visit the Island of Crete. The chance of rain is almost nil, flowers are blooming everywhere and air smells of wild thyme and sage. The temperature is warm enough to enjoy the sea, but not too hot so one can spend long hours on the island’s beaches. It was
It had been literally years since we’d gone out like this together. Between work, the kids, cub scouts, girl scouts, mowing the lawn and every other activity that consumed almost every waking moment, there was little time for just us. We finally moved this past summer slightly closer to home. A few weeks before the
I met Joan on Thanksgiving Eve. I remember the date so well because a bunch of friends and I were out celebrating my becoming a partner in a Wall Street firm. Quite a feat in any man’s terms, especially for an Hispanic at that time. Well, half Hispanic anyway, which turned out to be telling
The wife came down with a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party and have a good time. Being the devoted husband, he protested, but she urged him to go, saying that their friends were expecting them. Said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed. So finally,
The man slipped his cigarette out the narrowly-opened driver’s side window and hurriedly cranked it closed, crudely cursing the torrential rain outpacing the frantic windshield wipers. His daughter sulked moodily against the far door, curled into a limber knot. Her finger sketched a pattern on the fogged glass that had meaning only to her. “Give