Author C.P. McClennan

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Sex Story

Flossie Dont Know Jack

February 15, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

Jack walked into the pub. His six foot tall frame covered by a black tie, black shirt, and black suit. His hand scratched his salt and pepper goatee. Dark glasses allowed his eyes to wander unobserved. The bar was half full. It was dimly lit featuring mahogany furniture and stained glass light shades. Jack scanned the patrons. Most were of the gothic set, making him feel like the senior vampyre. The music was a haunting jazz piano solo that he did not recognize. "Jazz in Tennessee. Who knew," Jack whispered to himself. He then saw her. She was too obvious to miss. Three younger women, Jack guessed mid-20s, were at the far end of the bar. Two long haired brunettes were both skinny and in non descript black dresses. They were near twins in [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Jack, Sex Story

Jack’s Libido

February 15, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

"Was that her?" Jack checked his rear view mirror. Amongst the traffic his blue eyes picked out the grey Chevy hatchback. Due to the sunlight it was hard to see the driver as it reflected off the windshield. He had first noticed the vehicle as he cruised along in the middle lane of the highway. He was getting closer as traffic began to slow. Like his own truck, the gray car was covered in muck from the winter driving. The windows were all sandy looking and snow tufts rode along the back tires. He remembered the first time he had seen the car... --- Eight years ago... Jack sipped his coffee. The coffee shop was near empty. The walls were a darkened salmon with glass fixtures along the counter. Wooden looking furniture scattered about [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Jack, Sex Story

Gray’s Best Dive Ever

February 14, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

Gray stood as a giant over his prey. "Sir? Do you need insurance?" "No," he scoffed. "My gold card covers that." "Your card is yellow, sir." Gray glared at her. The short brunette behind the counter rolled her eyes and started to print the form. "We're good to go, then." She pulled as set of keys from the drawer beside her. "You've got the white Toyota Yaris in the third row." He walked through the cement parking lot.  "I'm a regular, ya know," he said to the air.  "You think they would appreciate that I rent each year from them."  He dropped his bag in the hatch and then folded himself into the driver seat. The streets were very light and he followed the maze of streets to the hotel easily.  Gray liked Ottawa as he found it quiet [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Gray, Sex Story

Artistic Turn About

February 11, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

"Hi Maggie. Just be gentle." She smiled at him as she went about her preparations. "Don't be nervous." "You're kidding, right? Not like this is my first." Maggie ran her hand though her shoulder length brunette hair. Her black tee hung from her shoulders by spaghetti straps and featured a guitar in flames covering her ample breasts. She offered a glimpse of her navel before a short jean skirt. Her legs were bare down to the black cowboy boots that came half way up her calves. A shiny stud in her nose was an interesting contrast to all the freckles on her face. The room was done in ancient wood paneling on both walls and ceiling. A card table in one corner beside the rising stairs. The ancient ghetto blaster pumped out Eddie Van Halen [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Sex Story, Turn About

Gray’s Best Turn About Ever

February 9, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

"Nice," Gray said and stepped on to the side walk with the squeak of air brakes near. Dawn had yet to break and his breath was a white vapor in front of him. The house in front of him was a dark brown sided bungalow. The lights were off, except in the front room. The large bay window was guarded on either side by two large evergreens. There were two figures in the front room. Both were completely naked. The female was an athletic looking redhead. Her hair was short and curly. Her back was to the window and her head bobbed in the lap of an older bald gentleman sitting at the centre of a navy blue loveseat. Gray let out a low whistle as the redhead stood and showed off a gorgeous ass. "Bubblebutt caboose," he whispered to himself. She [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Gray, Sex Story, Turn About

Transit Turn About

February 9, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

"Late night?" Cliff glanced at the blonde sitting across from him. The train vibrated under their feet as it clacked along the tracks. Fluorescents above cast white light on the beige walls and black windows. Cliff smiled and nodded. "Yeah, just home from a business trip." He patted the black suitcase sitting beside him. The blonde smiled and glanced around the empty train car. "Where did you go?" "The lovely city of Chicago." Cliff caught a sight of a tattoo on the back of her neck as her hair moved. She wore a tight black tee shirt that showed athletic abs under small breasts. Her jeans were skin tight and showed off her bare calves and feet that rested in black sneakers. "I heard about the snow storm down there. Amazing how warm it [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Sex Story, Turn About

Vanilla Life

February 9, 2011 by Stranded 6 Comments

Vanilla - plain and without any extras or adornments; "the most common type of bond is the straight or plain vanilla bond"; "the basic car is known as the vanilla version" "Drink up dreamers...you're running dry..." - Peter Gabriel So many people have given up looking for the extraordinary in favour of the comfort of vanilla.  We all save for tomorrow without knowing when the flood will come.  We sit home and pay someone to entertain us by watching their product placements flash across a screen at a million miles per hour. We all wait for something...have been waiting a very long time rather than getting up and making our lives happen on our own.  We sit back in our vegetable maker recliner chairs and watch the Sun and Moon chase each [Read more...]

Posted in: BDSM Erotica, Being Human Tagged: Peter Gabriel, Sex Story

Dennis and Polly

February 8, 2011 by Stranded Leave a Comment

"Pirates?" Echo laughed. "In a sense, yes."  She smiled at him and brightened the dark room. "I still don't get how I fit in." He shrugged and locked eyes with her. He lay back on a mountain of purple and black pillows. Her head lay on left his bare hip with her black curls everywhere. Her green eyes smiled at him. "All in good time, Dennis." She slipped her left hand around his soft cock, pulled it to her lips and softly kissed the tip. Dennis sighed, "What!, eight orgasms not enough?" She feigned a gasp. "You're keeping count?" Her tongue ran around the tip of his erection and down his shaft. Her pale naked curves stradled his legs. "No, I..." "Had enough?" "Fuck no." "Watch your language." She slapped his cock with her hand. He [Read more...]

Posted in: Erotica Tagged: Dennis and Polly, Sex Story
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