I was born and raised in New York City. Lived here all my life – well, I went off to Berkeley for college, but I couldn't wait to get back. Things out in California just never seemed real, somehow. As for the Gotham-brand of unreality, I missed the worst of it, mostly. Too young for the disco-era gilded age, too poor (and in the wrong business) for Wolf of...
Author's note: This is a sequel to the story, Pool Party turns into Threesome. Reading it will let you know how this birthday party came to be. Betsy had gone to Susie's, where there were four girls at a supposedly girls only, nude pool party. But Susie's boyfriend, Paul, had showed up. He had the pleasure of putting suntan lotion on all four girls. First t...
She was a classmate of my roommate Ryan. Some sort of agricultural major, wanting to turn the small family ranch into a lucrative career in politics and the legal profession. She was cute, and I told my roommate as much. Said he should dump the witch he was with and bag Darcy. His girlfriend always belittled him, was pale, frail and a bitch. Hated being outd...
All characters are over 18 years of age. *** Nora and her family had been considering for some time whether it was time to leave war-ravaged Aleppo in Syria. They had been preparing to leave if things got much worse. Unfortunately the decision was taken out of their hands. Nora and her parents had been on their way to the market when the alarm sounded. Her...
I met Kyla in off craigslist. We exchanged a few messages and moved onto email for a few weeks before we agreed to meet. We seemed compatible enough despite our 19 year age difference. I'm a purely deviant, sexually charged man. I'm not pigeonholed into any particular fetish but I'm a dominate top to start. I stay away from the local fetish scene as its cli...
Jon sprung yet another surprise on me when he came home from work one Tuesday night and told me that he had a business meeting in London the next day. He'd decided to take me to London with him and leave me to fend for myself while he went to the meeting, but have a bit of fun with me before and afterwards. We quickly packed a bag and caught the 7 something...
First of all I would like to thank everyone for the emails and comments I have received since I began posting here. I do try and respond to all, however I have fallen a little behind but hope to catch up soon. As far as posting more pictures, I really don't plan on posting any others. I was reluctant to even post my picture but my friend Jenna convinced me t...
Chapter One My name is Andrew Kopcek and this is a story of personal tragedy. Like many tragic tales this one started innocently. It started on the day that I turned forty years old, April 1st, three years ago. Before I tell you about the ruination that has become my life, first let me indulge myself by telling you a little about my previous life. You see,...
Chapter 1 Lance Oxley left the prison as he had started, alone, clothed in his plaid shirt, white t-shirt and ripped jeans. He had lost a little weight, but they still fit even all this time. Why the prison still held onto his clothes was beyond him. In his pockets he had $172 and loose change, a plastic toothpick, and a key chain with two keys, a rabbit’s...
Edited by Todger65 *** Saturday morning I headed out to the local market for a look around. While wandering through the stalls I bumped into an old friend whom I hadn't seen for a while. Her name was Pauline. I met her and her husband James when we lived in the same building. Pauline and James had a very open relationship, and were very open in sharing t...