The Post Office Part 1. (Dylan's story) A local English Post Office is generally a pretty dull affair. An institution older than most of the customers and staff that frequent it. Where younger generations have gone digital for just about everything, the older generation still like to use the Post Office for these things, to see a friendly face, get out th...
When I was around eighteen my best mate was Chas. We were the same age and had pretty much the same interests (football, bikes, "alternative" music and, of course, girls) and would hang out drinking the odd beer and smoking the odd joint. At about the time the events to be recounted occurred his Dad had pissed off leaving his Mum with him, his sister who was...
Copyright 2003 by Paul C. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 30. Jenny. It hurt to change gear my fanny felt so sore. I smiled at the thought. In fact I don't think I'd really stopped smiling since Ron had last pulled his prick from me. We had done it four times in less than four hours. I could feel my smile broaden at that thought. It had been ve...
Octoposse I liked Mohammed. Unlike many of the locals here in Dubai -- and, to be fair, virtually all my fellow expats -- he set out to do a good job rather than to 'get rich quick'. Not that he, or rather his family, weren't rich to start with. Very, very rich. So, here he was, fresh faced holder of a first class degree in Electronic Engineering from an e...
John Benson was quite tired that day, it was cold and dreary, overcast and clammy, if anything brought him down and impeded his energy, it was bad weather, he was hoping that it wouldn't get any worse than this and rain when he heard a greeting come from behind him. "Hi John." He heard a feminine voice calling out to him, he turned around to see that it was...
Nick opened the door to let her back into the house and gently slapped her ass as she when past watching the slightly shocked then naughty look flit across her face. He dropped his back onto a chair by the door and pushed her up against the wall, his need obvious as he kissed her hard and passionately, his hands holding her hips whilst she wrapped her arms a...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over the legal age of consent when the events took place. Part 05a - The Erotic photographer ======================== We stopped at the pub on the way home one night and during our conversation I told Lucy that we had another client that's in the sex trade, one that specialises in B&D sc...
Prelude It was no accident that Lisa's townhouse was situated on a narrow ridge of land which opened onto a popular surf beach at the front whilst at the rear overlooked the local football ground and skatepark. In her early 30s Lisa was already a successful professional woman. She worked in IT and mostly from home...so she enjoyed the luxury of arranging h...
"Mark darling, where did this come from?" Lucy asked her husband as he arrived back from the shop. "What, my love?" he asked, as he walked into his office to find her holding a piece of paper in her hands. Instantly the world seemed to stop for him. How could he have been so stupid? Why did he leave that single sheet of paper on the printer? "It says 'Rul...
I caught the bus home and had found the dildo and buttplug wasn't causing me problems. They were still large but not so much discomfort. I looked down and though that is odd as the dildo was pushing my stomach out so why wasn't I feeling discomfort! It seems my body had adjusted to the size and nearly 3 inches across and 13 inches in length is a comfortable...