Margret arrived in Hong Kong on a sweltering late summer evening in 1894, having taken the long voyage from England. Talk had begun to spread about some of the company she had kept back home and it was decided that she should go and stay with her uncle for a spell, who was a magistrate in Hong Kong. Fortunately for Margret her uncle was away seeing to some m...
(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) South England, September 2004 Vanessa exited the train, carrying two large bags, and looked somewhat lost. This seemed to be a really small town, she thought, even smaller than she had imagined from the descriptions in the college's student handbook. She was very tired, jet-lagged after her...
Disclaimer Anyone who knows anything about the British presence in the Far East at the turn of the twentieth century will soon realise that I know practically nothing. The following story is pure fantasy and has as much historical and geographical accuracy as, for example, Pirates of the Caribbean, possibly less. So, where is it based? Hong Kong? Malaya? S...
My husband gives me his usual bullish fucking, then gets up to leave. I lie in bed listening to him use the bathroom. The shower clicks on, clicks off. His shaver clicks on, clicks off. At 6am precisely the buzzer trills; the car is here to take him to the airport. He's running late. I hear him bumping about and swearing and he leaves without saying goodbye....
For the last few weeks, Julie was desperately lonely. Her husband Michael was away on business four days a week for the next few months. For her there was just the repetition of work, cooking dinner, looking after the children, watching television and then bed. A monotonous and boring routine. She needed some adult company. She needed stimulation. And she ne...
Chap 1: First Blood "This is my territory and none of you have any rights to touch this girl!" screamed Nancy. Onlookers shot glances in the direction of the commotion... Venue: Orchard road A standoff between 2 gangs was taking place right in the middle of this famous and busy stretch of road in Singapore. Best known for its posh shopping malls and hote...
It's 1971 when it happens. I'm in my senior year at a very conservative protestant girls' school. I've been a boarder for almost six years. Long enough to feel right at home with the archaic conventions and strictures of this "Gordonstoun for girls". The system is that girls pair up and share dormitory bedrooms. In my third year I made friends with a girl c...
If you give a girl a golden shower, she might want a tossed salad to go with it. So after you finish urinating on her, standing like a boy, spreading your pussy lips and firing away at her pretty face and bouncy creamy white breasts, she'll ask for you to shave her pussy. You'll have a great time doing it, and then she'll have fun shaving yours. You'll te...
Welcome to my latest story. It is quite lengthy but I hope you'll find it worth the effort. This is a tale of love and romance. Max is a cruel, heartless man; a misogynist, a sexual predator and a user of women whose twisted and selfish view of love is challenged by a divine punishment. Can the Goddess's retribution change him and teach him what it is to lo...
Dear Readers: For better story clarity, I suggest reading the first three installments in the series, "The French Connection", "Caribbean Duet" and "Miami Heat." There are several minor references to the previous stories. Cindy's Sapphic Adventures: The Philadelphia Story: Part 1 Ben was showering as I adjusted the pillow under my ass. My needy gash was...