February 22, 2007
I was on the varsity baseball team as a freshman in college. I guess I was pretty hot shit, if I do say so myself. I was an All-Star shortstop in high school, and broke a school hitting record by the time I was a sophomore. I was being heavily recruited by both college and pro teams by the end of my junior year, and I had no shortage of dates with pretty girls. I lived in a relatively small town, and sex was pretty much accepted as the weekend pasttime. I was as horny as any high school guy, I guess, so I’d had my fair share of pussy by the time I graduated.
I had already decided to go to college and get an education instead of going pro right out off high school, so by the time I had my stuff packed, it was time to head of and begin working out with the other new guys on the team. Most of them came from big cities with big schools and big egos…but I let my playing do the talking for me. Within a few days, I had made a lot of friends and was feeling right at home.
One day after practice, coach came in an
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February 21, 2007
It was raining steadily and I was soaking wet and cold. I had missed the last bus and still had 15 miles to go when I heard a car approaching from behind. I turned quickly and raised my arm, the driver passed me and then stopped. I ran to the car and a man of around 50 opened the door and said “Get in quickly” which I did and the car gathered speed, ” Where are you heading for” he asked. “I’m on my way back to the Training College but I missed my damned bus and started to walk.”
“What you really need is to dry out and a warm drink inside you, I live on the way and you can come to my place if you wish, or do you have to be back tonight?.”
“No, I have the weekend to myself, the College is empty, and if it’s not too much bother I would like to get out of these wet clothes.”
There was a strange look in his eyes as he spoke
“Great idea, I am alone at home tonight, so full speed ahead and we’ll get those wet clothes off you. By the way, my name is Jim.”
“I’m George and glad to meet you on
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February 20, 2007
It was raining steadily and I was soaking wet and cold. I had missed the last bus and still had 15 miles to go when I heard a car approaching from behind. I turned quickly and raised my arm, the driver passed me and then stopped. I ran to the car and a man of around 50 opened the door and said “Get in quickly” which I did and the car gathered speed, ” Where are you heading for” he asked. “I’m on my way back to the Training College but I missed my damned bus and started to walk.”
“What you really need is to dry out and a warm drink inside you, I live on the way and you can come to my place if you wish, or do you have to be back tonight?.”
“No, I have the weekend to myself, the College is empty, and if it’s not too much bother I would like to get out of these wet clothes.”
There was a strange look in his eyes as he spoke
“Great idea, I am alone at home tonight, so full speed ahead and we’ll get those wet clothes off you. By the way, my name is Jim.”
“I’m George and glad to meet you on
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February 15, 2007
My black lover has an ashy-looking, grey film streaked and splotched on his body. So when we get together for sex I smooth baby oil all over his body - on his face, neck, shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, legs, the front and back of them, on his back, firm buttocks, in his crack. I wipe it down with a soft hand towel. Then he sheens, his black skin glistening, big cock up hard, leaking lots of pre-cum.
Since he is so ready he wastes little time with me. He wants me to kiss, lick, suck his nipples; kiss down his chest onto his abs, tongue his navel; kiss, lick, mouth his ballsack; kiss, lick his butt cheeks, lick his crack and rim his puckered hole; come back up and kiss, lick, suck his cock, take it in my mouth.
Once he has his cock in my mouth he fucks my face. He holds me gently by the back of my head, on my neck, and pushes his cock slowly, slowly, deep into my throat. He can sense when he has cut off my air and I am about to gag, choke on the big head of his thick meat. He can even see it bulging in my
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February 14, 2007
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006
“Woo hoo!! Chapter Eleven already. This chapter caused me great emotional difficulty so I hope you guys have managed to bear with me since it’s taken much longer than normal to produce.
The usual terms and conditions apply. Josh and Sadie Rose own the copyright to this random work of genius. Anyone publishing it without consent deserves whatever we decide to do to them in retaliation! You have been warned!!
BEYOND EVIL
“He will come back,” Aldo soothed for the umpteenth time that day as he came to sit up on the top deck with Ant, sipping a Margarita. “He has nothing to wear, so he is not going to leave the Cap, no?”
“You don’t know him,” Ant exhaled, still staring out at the road beyond the harbour, waiting for the familiar dark head to appear in the distance, slim shoulders slumped, demeanour already chastened. He would know, he had already decided; from Rayne’s very stance he would know the truth of the matter. ‘If’ the boy decided to come back at all, that w
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February 12, 2007
It was a beautiful spring morning that beckoned me out of bed and into my hiking gear. The lake, on which I had taken a small cabin for a week, was surrounded by state forest and had many walking trails, and I was eager to get out and explore.
I walked at a leisurely yet constant pace for hours, stopping here and there to admire the picturesque scenery of this beautiful area. It wasn’t until my stomach rumbled that I thought about heading back. I set a brisk pace back in the direction I thought I had come from, but it became apparent very quickly that the trail I had chosen was leading me away from where I wanted to go.
I wasn’t in a panic, because I was on a marked trail and it was obviously well used, so I knew I’d be OK, but it was a little disconcerting. I figured if I headed for the lake, then stuck to the shore line I would eventually find my way back to the cabin. Finding the lake when you’re surrounded by forest is harder than it may sound, especially when the paths (which I didn’t want to lea
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February 11, 2007
I paused nervously at the top of the stairs leading down into the club. The air was smoky and the room dimly lit. The heavy bass of the speakers seemed to clutch at the pit of my belly. Slowly I moved down the staircase, descending into a maelstrom of sound and smoke. Every step made me more nervous as I went further down. I silently cursed my sister’s boyfriend, Max. This had been his idea of a dare for my twenty-first birthday. I never knew how, but he always seemed able to goad me into rising to his challenges. This time he had challenged me to do something completely wild and out of character. I had claimed to be open-minded and ready for anything he might suggest. Then he had thought up this. He had challenged me to go to a club of his choice and allow a regular of the club to pick me up. I had agreed, thinking he would send me to one of the local clubs where older women went in search of younger guys.
Max had named this club, one I had never even heard of. I had imagined some drunken ageing slut, rad
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February 7, 2007
I read every word. Then I read it again. “This is to certify that ———– has been Honorable Discharged from the United States Navy, etc., etc., etc.” My sea bag was packed, I was wearing my dress blues and my shoes were shined. I headed for the quarterdeck one last time. A snappy salute to the Officer of the Deck and a salute to the flag, my sea bag on my shoulder, I descended the gangplank to the pier. I turned around and looked at the ship once more, the ship that was my home for the past three years. As all sailors do, I had a great affection for my ship. We were in battle together. We survived. I was proud to have served aboard her. I saw Pete waving to me from the hanger deck.
“Let’s have one last drink together at that local bar,” he yelled.
“OK,” I yelled back, “I’ll wait for you there.”
I toted my sea bag (all I had in the world) to the bar, just off the base. When I walked in it was as if I were experiencing a de’javu. Same bartender, another baseball game on the same TV. I plopp
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