[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With some occasional historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons,...
My thanks to Maryb2831 for her creative ideas and editing skills. ***** Damn light, hurry and turn green. I'm so late! Hopefully Brad will be asleep, and I can sneak into bed. That way he won't notice when I arrived, or there will be a lot of explaining. I hate to think about the latter. But looking back over tonight, the events of the night outweigh the...
I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me...
My colleague, Carol came into my office one Tuesday morning and asked if I could help her prepare a work schedule on my computer. It was just after closing time and we were the only ones still in the building. Now Carol is one stunning 34 year old redhead with a pair of legs that never ended and pert medium-sized breasts that still seemed to defy gravity. I...
Author's note: Please don't get overly upset. This is fiction. If it's not for you that's fine, there's lots of other stuff out there you may prefer. Go have fun. And besides, there's very little here that hasn't already been done, by the patriarchy to women. If this story upsets you, then think about how it's been for women all these years. It's also enti...
Pt. 4- FRENCH WHORES MAKE GREAT WIVES The Japanese Ambassador's Crimes {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing in chocolate fi...
Midas knelt happily as Broussard relaxed on the couch, her fabulous gams straining the expensive hosiery he'd bought her from Niemen-Marcus. The therapist, also a bit of a dish leaned forward encouragingly. Dr. Dunnigan had helped them so much! It was rare to find a shrink who knew the ins and outs of the sadomasochistic psyche, and Kirraleigh Dunnigan, Ph...
The Ulleann Pipes are real and the music that comes from these simple reeds and covered or uncovered finger-holes is haunting. Some of the pieces still claw at my soul. Here are YouTube titles, for those that want to hear such music for yourselves: Davy Spillane - Caoineadh Cu Chulainn Uilleann Pipes.flv I am asleep (Air) & The Clumsy Lover (Reel) Uilleann...
Thanks to Jenlitgirl for editing assistance with this story. I was sitting at my desk working on a problem when I received a phone call from the department secretary. I was told to come to conference room C on the double. I closed out my work computer and went down the hall wondering what was up. When I walked into the conference room I saw 3 people. I o...
"Perfect..." J.J. Hanson muttered as he trailed his lips over the creamy globes of his wife's breasts. They had always been so lusciously full but now they seemed even firmer... almost like she'd gotten breast implants only they still felt completely natural. Sophia writhed and cried out when he sucked her firm pink nipples into his mouth... she'd never reac...