When Marty did ask me over, I was prepared, although I wondered if the minimalist Speedo I had bought and not yet worn would give too obvious of a signal that I was ready. I had always been curious about that lifestyle, and I couldn't get the images of the other night out of my mind. I had visions of finding Neal there, waiting for me. I think that's what p...
". . . and I'll need to be at the Santiago de Compostela airport by eleven in the . . . are you getting this, Sean? Your thoughts seem so far away." "Umm, yes, Phil. You'll need to be at the airport by eleven tomorrow morning for the flight back to New York, so you'll have to leave here at . . ." "No later than eight. I know you aren't a morning person, so...
My Name is John and I live in Palm Beach, FL; I have not always lived at my address but I have always lived in Florida. I am married with two children and a dog and live in a nice house that lets other know that I am doing well financially. I work as a Purchasing Agent for a small commercial contractor in South Florida and I have a few friends there that und...
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Heinz Trebel and his Algerian bodyguard, Jordo, went straight to the Terra Nova All Suites Hotel in Kingston upon landing in Jamaica. Jordo left Heinz there to recover at the pool from the long private jet flight from Frankfurt while Jordo contacted the local "finder" to make sure the snatch was on for the next day. Everything had been carefully orchestrate...
Chapter Sixteen - The Grass Is Always Greener? There was no possible way to reason with the guy, nor did he take hints. Simon was like a stupid dog that needed a lot of training. After closing the door a few more times in his face, and a few others telling him to just go home already, Carter had had to open the door wide and try to have a conversation with...
[ also known on various sites as horny_dad and lexxjld ] (Note: Because of the length of time it has taken me to finish this story, I am submitting it whole. If you have kept the first parts, this replaces them. Enjoy!) 1: Fantasy I stared intently at the small video playing on my computer screen, even though it was the fourth time I'd watched it. Only th...
Disclaimer: The following story, as indicated by the title, involves adult themes and non consensual sex. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance of characters or events depicted herein is coincidence. If you feel you might be offended by the subject matter, stop reading now, or continue at your own risk. If you are not of leg...
I took one last look at the antique broach, closed the lid of the velvet box, got up from the desk, slipped the box into the jacket pocket of the clothes I'd laid out on the chair next to my studio couch, and came back to the desk. I'd left the drawer open. I took out the worn stack of postcard-size photographs I kept in the drawer and started shuffling thro...
This was my first time. Yes I had given a few blow jobs. Yes, I had been taken from behind just once or twice. Or once or twice more. But I had never found anybody before that wanted to tie me up and use me for bondage sex. I stood quietly without moving. My feet were about a shoulders width apart. I was taking short shallow little gasps of air as I waited...