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We re in the car together driving north. The road moves under us like a ribbon like we are winding along some impossible Escher reality twisting and turning on it and somehow we can travel all the sides of it and still find our way back to the side we started on. I feel as though we ve entered our own space and we shuttle forth in it embraced in the upholstered steel womb of the car. There′s a world beyond the windows I know but it seems like some movie a private illusion personally crafted for us.

Richard s left hand grips the wheel absent-mindedly. As he holds it the leather cover leaves his hand smelling raw and earthy. Warm but a real warmth unlike the manufactured heat blowing across our legs. His right hand rests on my thigh his index finger casually stroking it while the rest of his hand stays motionless. I look down and think that his finger looks like a centipede there inching up and down in that one spot.

We hurtle along the road. The dashboard says we are travelling at nearly 70 mph but the number seems meaningless to me. The only motion of any interest is that of his finger on my thigh and the hand to which (more…)

I love Sundays. I love simple sunny slow sexy Sundays. I especially love simple sunny slow sensuous shaving anal sex on Sundays. So this Sunday was right up my street!

I was lying back naked on the warm crumpled bed with the sun streaming in through the window. My legs were wide apart and my handsome lover was beside me gently shaving my open cunt. After the exertions of the last week and the departure of Sue back home it was time to enjoy and evaluate the three way relationship that Tony Vicky and I had forged. Vicky was lying beside me slowly massaging my sensitive tits.

I had rung her about half ten and invited her down for coffee. She had asked me what we intended doing all day.

Fuck all I replied emphatically

Do you mind if I do fuck all with you?

Not at all but we may do it at least half a dozen times. Will you be able to cope with that?

Only half a dozen?

She arrived five minutes later with a carrier bag full of stuff. Tony immediately assumed it was food!

That s alright Vicky darling. We do have milk and bread in you know he said as he opened the door.

Pillock she replied I ve (more…)

It was Christmas and my boyfriend and I had agreed that since we hadn′t been dating that long that we would exchange gifts but very small gifts. I went over to his apartment in the afternoon loaded with goodies to eat and a small gift for him. I love to give presents so since we had decided to exchange small I brought over food and wine so we would not have to leave the house.

When I arrived he insisted that we open the wine and hang out before opening the gifts. I was excited by his sensitivity to the idea of the holiday and agreed to put the gift giving off until after eating.

I had been boycotting under garments and today was no different even though I was wearing a skirt. I just had to be careful to remember to sit like a lady. After a few glasses of wine some good food not only did I not really pay attention to how I was sitting I was literally in his lap. He was rubbing my bare legs underneath my skirt when he commented about me not wearing any panties. That′s when he stated that it was time for gifts.

He grabbed a box from underneath the tree and placed it in my lap. I ripped open the paper and found a sex kit in front of me. Normally I would have thought this was a ballsy gift to give a girl you have only (more…)

We turn 18 and graduate from high school. For many that is the end of school and the start of a working life. For others it means earning enough to afford college. I am one of the poor college student wannabes.

Several of the girls have found a neat solution. They get some sort of waitress jobs at a sort of holy roller resort out in the country. The pay is good and the resort is so isolated that there is really nowhere to spend the pay. It sounds boring as hell but for the right money it might be the deal I need for college money.

As they are getting interviewed for the job one of the girls comes running for me. It seems that the resort also needs a handyman with a good electrical background. I have worked for the high school in exactly that role. I interview and I get the job.

A few weeks later the girls and I arrive at what I will call Howling Wilderness Resort. HWR is actually not all that bad. The place has simple but comfortable buildings and amenities. There is enough staff and the management doesn t seem any crazier than most. Well they do insist on examining our luggage as we have been warned in advance. The search is supposedly for booze but nothing else fun is allowed past the search either.

There is one (more…)

Welcome to my world. I am jack sly. Charmer trickster and renovator. The one with the awesome power to bring about change no matter where he is. That s me in a nutshell. A tall good-looking black man in his early thirties. I am currently the athletic director at bruno college a small private four-year technical college located in central oregon. Bruno college was the first place to hire me after i got my masters degree in business administration from the prestigious boston university the year before. I ve been looking for a job in sports management but they re hard to come by. I didn t have a long list of contacts. I did play college basketball a while ago but i wasn t picked for the pros. When i came along bruno college was a small private school with an almost laughable sports program.

They offered men s intercollegiate soccer basketball baseball and cross country. They also offered women s intercollegiate soccer basketball softball cross country swimming and field hockey. These sports made no money and there was even talk of cutting them because they didn t generate sufficient revenue. Bruno college sports teams competed in the national collegiate athletic association s lowest tier division III. For those of you who don t speak the college sports (more…)

I swore under my breath as Jason sat calmly across from me waiting for my move. He released a long steady breath. I saw the edge of his mouth twitch his lips smiling slightly. He saw something I didn’t see and I knew it. This was the part of the game I was worst at the end when I had very few pieces left. He didn’t have many pieces himself we were actually evenly matched…for now.

My heartbeat quickened as Jason reached for his rook moving it two spaces to the left of my bishop. He pulled his hand away and I scanned the board. There were only a couple of places I could move to get away from his rook but not fall victim to his own bishop. Tentatively I picked up the cold black plastic lifting it from the board and slowly setting it down on the square diagonal to his rook. I was out of that piece’s way and there was no way it could take my own rook. Looking at Jason’s face I began to release my piece my hand moving back towards my side of the table. There was more at stake in this game than the measly plastic king and my backside ached just thinking about it.

It seemed as though I had made the stupidest mistake of all and one of Jason’s pawns marched proudly towards the front line. None of my pieces were in any position to stop (more…)