There have been a few developments in the past few weeks, and so I regret to say that several weeks ago Missy found and opened the file in the computer entitled "Missy's Seventh Porno" which opened up a can of worms and at first she became rather upset with me sharing her sexual encounters on the internet. She let me know that my solo erotic writing career w...
One day my wife and I won a cruise trip on the Mediterranean Sea aboard the steamer "Taras Shevchenko." We were very glad and couldn't believe our luck. In wonder we celebrated it with an awesome night of love. To be honest, I'd prefer to be aboard alone, without my wife, and regularly cheated on her old ass with young girls who could be easy fucks. During o...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Ruth and Christopher get comfortable while Jay is away on business in Japan. "Get me another drink while you're up Christopher," said Ruth holding up her empty glass in one hand and her cigarette in the other. Relegated to being her personal...
Heather and Mrs. Harley: Chapter Three Heather’s Turn I had to stand on the bathtub and look over my shoulder to inspect the damage Mrs. Harley had done to my ass. She’d really laid into me, but the butt cheeks looked better than they felt, mottled with puddling patches of red and pink, as if I’d gotten a sunburn instead of the most intensive spanking of my...
THE DRAFT Sexual tension grew with each passing week between Steve and Jen. The two worked for the same New York marketing firm. Jen was a three-year veteran in the office; Steve was the newbie, stolen from a competitor two months before. Both were good at what they did, competitive in their work and admirers of the other. While the company discouraged inne...
Matt, I know you are traveling today. I'm pretty sure you are halfway to Japan on your business trip but I just want to thank you for all your ideas. It finally happened last night! You are the best gay friend a girl could ever ask for. I owe you a shopping day! Last night, I turned the tables. I slicked back my long black hair and pulled it into a tight b...
I snooped on Erica for almost a month before I got pictures of her naked. Her bedroom was in the basement of her parents’ house. There was a window low to the ground in the backyard. I could watch her comfortably by lying on my stomach in the grass. Nothing too exciting had happened for the longest time, but I was patient. And my digital camera was always re...
"Shakulu, the mountains! Tonight the Spice Palace of Makkon beckons!" the voice seemed to reverberate in the empty steppe and swirl in the constant breeze. "Heron Gardens is close. But it has been long years, time passes," the second voice sounded pensive and the creaking of the old polished wagon was the only sound for a while. A robed man sat cross-legged...
I have told you what I want you to be wearing when we go out to dinner: thong, thigh high stockings, 3 - 4 inch heels, your short skirt with the slit up the left side, your bra that exposes the top of your tits and nipples and a shear blouse. You were told to be ready by 7 since we were going to need about a 45 minutes to get to the restaurant. The driver p...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** When Jenny met us in front of the store, Arilla said, "I'm sorry I didn't have time to pack any sleepwear for her." "Don't worry about it, we'll make do with something." Jenny took my hand when I climbed out of the car. She said, "My car is around back. My r...