This is the third instalment from my Thai Journals. They recount the sexy autobiographical adventures of an expat working in Thailand. * When I held out the tub of Vaseline to the middle-aged Thai woman at the counter of Boots Chemist in Chiang Mai, she gave me a brief knowing but brief smile. "Another horny ex-pat "fareng" walking around with a sore di...
I woke up with the sunlight coming through the windows, our bodies were intertwined, I looked down, Karin's head was on my chest, I remember the night before and smiled, my cock remember it too making my normal morning hard on even harder. The way she was wrapped around me, my cock was against her left thigh I was able to strain to see the clock beside the...
'I'm going out to work on the truck!' The screen door slammed shut behind his shouted words. Sara peeked out the kitchen window to see her husband grab his toolbox and crawl under the big black truck. He was so proud of that thing. It was a 76 Jimmy 4X4, complete with a lift kit that raised the truck so high that she needed a milk crate to climb into it or...
It was 7.30 on a rainy Sunday morning in Wetherfield. Most of the Coronation Street residents were still in bed. At number 7, Dev Allahan had just woken. His arm was around the shoulder of his wife Sunita, who was still fast asleep, her arm around him, snuggled in the comfort of his arms. To ensure he had not dreamed it, Dev drew back the duvet to reveal S...
DAY 1 This story would be off to a much quicker start if the six of them were the sort of people who would just toss off their clothes at the slightest excuse and go at one another before ten paragraphs have passed -- but they were all barely eighteen, in their first month of college, most of them away from home for the first time, and none of them had ever...
Sarah worked as a maid at a hotel in New York City. Sarah's work keeping the rooms clean didn't bring her into close contact with the guests often, but on occasion she would get the chance to interact with some of them. Jason and Shawn, at least those were the names they put in the guest register, had been regular guests at the hotel for about a year now. Th...
The rain hammered against the bronzed plate glass of her office windows like fierce silver needles. The water ran in sheets from the glass, reflecting the interior of the office like a mirror. Thunder cracked sharply, causing her body to lurch in fear. Her heart seemed the metronome for the storm, its staccato beats sustaining meter and measure. Her palms we...
Having arrived at the motel a full two hours before our agreed-upon time in order to check in and arrange the room to my own preferences, I found myself quite nervous about what might come to pass in the next few hours. As I checked the bathroom, the shower enclosure, the closet area and the furniture for unattractive and unwanted dirt and stains, I realized...
This is a true story which took place not too long ago. I submit it here to share with readers both wife and husband, it can really happen to you. * I will start with some background information. I am Mark, 28 my wife is Stacy, 27. I am 5-10 190 pounds, brown hair blue eyes, former athlete turned husband of 5 years; so not what I once was, but still an att...
Chapter 8 - Finale Tolan served the women more drinks and a light evening meal as they sat in the airy, wood-panelled lounge. Lonna had him stop in front of her so she could admire his perfect, hard bottom, squeeze his balls and brush her finger past his anus. Lonna had submitted to both domwives in the household all day, and she was craving a man to domina...