Bar Casamance sat in the African quarter of Marseille, thick roughhewn tables and various African flags were decked out in the interior which held space for some twenty tables, some American diner style cubicles around the edge and the rest in what clearly functioned as the dance floor later in the evening. Light drum and percussion played on the stereo. The...
After dinner, we stayed at the bar for a little while. He was drinking a dry martini and I, a cosmopolitan. I couldn't help but look at him. He was a gorgeous man. Whatever he was watching he was very concentrated in it. I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "What was that for?" He asked. I ignored his question and instead I asked him, "What are...
This is the true story of Linda and Don. Though they were ten years older them my husband and I, we know them well. Don is the youngest of three brothers that run a successful business, making them three of the most affluent families in town. Don is a sweetheart of a man. A short man at 5'6", he is always pleasant, and is noted for his public service, as wel...
"What the hell is bukkake?" I asked Rick. "It's where a bunch of guys jerk off on you." My husband explained. "Like a circle jerk?" "Ya, you get a cum bath." Rick agreed. "No penetration?" "Nope, they just shoot on you." Rick assured. "And they pay me three hundred dollars for that?" I was interested now. My husband being a taxi driver had heard of a...
Patti had sounded good on the phone, I thought to myself. She finally sounded happy with life and I was glad that she had found a decent guy to be with. Patti and I once had a go at things a few years back which hadn't worked out but we still kept in touch with each other even if it was only periodically. I think we still loved each other but we just couldn'...
Valerie Is Talked Into A Private Fashion Show Last weekend I invited a few friends over to watch the local football team on my new wide screen plasma TV. The five of us were in the basement enjoying the beating our team was giving the other so-called favorites. During halftime, my wife came down with a bunch of shopping bags. She had won a $500.00 gift ca...
CHAPTER 1 Jimmy Palin left the bus at the smallish city with the name that appealed to him. Jimmy was still smarting from being kicked out of home. His dad Paul, an attorney, had been grumpy ever since Jimmy decided not to return to college for his second year and now at twenty-two and having dabbled in the job market for two years he'd almost doubled his a...
The story so far: Doreen, a lonely, plus-sized middle-aged widow, receives an invitation from something called The Zaftig Society for what appears to be a swingers' party. She does not attend, but when the night of the party comes, she can't help thinking about it... and pleasures herself. * Doreen was in a store on the other side of town, which she had ne...
PART 17: THE NIGHTMARE OF VEGAS WAS NOT OVER It had not been even 15 minutes when I heard the door to the suite open. I was expecting to hear lots of voices, but that was not the case. Seconds later, the light flipped on and Karen stood there with a devious smile. "The night is nowhere near finished slut," she said and immediately she ordered both of us t...
I was in a shop downtown looking for some special lingerie for my girlfriend's birthday. It was Thursday afternoon and the shop had been recommended to me by one of the girl's at work. They said you could buy some exquisite stuff from this privately owned shop called 'Aunty Jane's' that stocked really high quality underwear, a real treat for your girlfriend...