Dear Clara, Oh darling, you should be so sorry that you're missing out on this trip! I'm having the most fantastic time... We're in Amsterdam now and we went to the Red Light district today, it was so much fun! There were sex stores everywhere, I ended up buying an elastic whip as a joke... but more about that later! After we all had fun getting new thing...
Light and quick, Claire hops down the stairs for the second time that evening. Glancing in the kitchen, she notices it's all cleaned up and the lights are turned off, the twilight sky visible through the kitchen door window. "I'm here, in the living room," Jim calls her, hearing her steps. She peeks through the door opening and smiles as she sees Jim sit...
Saturday, 12:00 a.m. Back at the house the girls had gotten more wasted than ever. 'Heeeeeeey!' Veronica greeted us wastedly at the door with one massive naked tit of hers hanging out of her cotton tank top, 'Iss my friends! Wassin th'bag?' 'Hey Veronica!' Jessica said, helping her put her flopping tit away, 'Lemme show you what we got!' 'Jus don' go in...
I'm a woman. NO, I don't ask you to judge me. Just read, enjoy, and realise that in my stories I leave out the boring details like putting on condoms, washing up, etc, etc. If you like the story, please leave a comment. If you don't, that's ok too. However.................. Please, if you don't like sex to be fun, dirty, or hopefully both - then DON'T READ...
PLAYTIME SURPRISE She sat in her spot at the kitchen table, the one next to the big picture window, so she could look out at the skyline of the city while drinking her coffee. It was early morning, about an hour after sunrise, so it was bright in the kitchen and quiet throughout the house as Lily sat alone. She had chosen the big red mug today because it re...
I took a trip to Europe one summer and I bought an all-access train pass so I could travel freely from country to country. I had come originally with a group of friends but had to take a short excursion by myself to meet an old friend in Amsterdam. My friends would meet me there the following week. I got on the train late at night after drinking and smokin...
(This story is real except for the names. It took place on September 1985. This is my first story ever and I hope you'll like it.) I dry docked my 28 footer in Perama west of Athens, packed my clothes and started my journey to Amsterdam to join a nice Dutch woman I met while sailing the Greek islands. It was going to be a long and boring train - ferry - t...
She was little. She wore sandals and a natural linen sundress, short, with shoulder straps that were no more than strings. Around her neck was a narrow choker of lavender-colored velvet. Her name was Valerie. What had I done to deserve Valerie? Not a damn thing. At that cafe on a muggy afternoon in Amsterdam we just stared at each other, sipping wine. Momen...
Andrea went and sat beside a topless Brad. Michelle and I sat on the other two-seater sofa. She tucked her knees beneath her and leant into me. Brad had set a fire that was catching as the new music of choice kicked in: some dance-infused Bossa Nova. Brad was sipping vodka straight from the bottle. His kingly aura had returned: he was sat like a warrior rece...
The yellow cab screeched to a halt at the front entrance of Imperial Village. Almost immediately, the doorman was opening the door nearest him and allowing a tall, slender but shapely, and dressed too warm for Texas young woman to step out of the cab. Natasha smiled as he took her hand and said, "Thank you." He returned her smile and said, "Of course, ma'am...