It all started with my wife and I sharing fantasies one night as a prelude to making love. She asked me what my sexual fantasies were as she slid her hand in between the buttons on my pajama top; thinking quickly I told her I married my only fantasy – she laughed and told me she wanted to know for real. The funny thing is I couldn't tell her my real fantasy...
"I'll give you twenty for a blowjob." The insincerity of this tasteless joke was advertised by a huge grin that aimed for cheeky but fell short of the mark. "I'm not that cheap," I returned, my intended scowl turning distractedly wistful. I was a poor student in dire straits, my next maintenance payment being days away and my cupboards increasingly bare. Hu...
Tuesday "I didn't think you'd come..." The young man was standing in the same doorway of the same hotel room, apparently dressed in the same clothes. Sabine wondered whether he had gone home at all or had stayed there overnight. The room was paid for, after all, and she certainly wasn't going to use it. "That's what you said yesterday." Sabine's voice was...
Darren was a brotha on a mission. It was Friday night and the club lights were coming up and it was time to take someone home and this white chick he'd been talking to didn't even put up the pretense of playing hard to get. Darren had more than Jungle Fever; he had Sub-Saharan Tropical Rain Forest Malaria and slutty white girls were his penicillin. The objec...
Monday (cont): Kevin 6:03am: 'Okay guys, I've got the first part of my story of how I dated Pam done. I think it's enough for this session. Let me know what you guys think: Back in the day Pam had that dirty chavette slut look down to a tee, which was what made me lust for her so much. She would hang out with older lads wearing her big slag hoop ear-rings...
Butlins is a holiday camp we have here in Great Britain. It's kind of kitsch, they have entertainers called Redcoats who cater for the children and the families. Its unusual for someone like me to be at a Butlins holiday camp. I was there with a group of male friends and having an awful time. It was all beer drinking, and football talk. I tended to walk off...
I'd been out with one of my best friends. We'd had a few drinks and ended up in this little bar with some cracking looking women. There was one woman in particular who we both fancied. She was very pretty, but not especially my type as she barely had any tits. Nice enough and eventually she went off with my mate, leaving me alone in the bar. It was too earl...
Bali was probably the most beautiful island that I have ever seen. Fantastic beaches with some great mountains in the backdrop. Very warm people, exquisite cuisines and some of the hottest bodies on the planet, all in one paradise like island. The days were slow and nights were pacy. Bali knew how to party and the beach parties were the most hip and happenin...
Melanie was a whore. She had no illusions about her status. She wasn't a call girl and by no stretch of the imagination could she describe herself as an escort. No, she was a common street hooker who plied her trade round the red light district of Manchester. Ten quid for a blow job, thirty quid for straight sex. Anything else was extra, but she didn't get m...
Chapter One Old Jim Grinsted had been up and down the aisle a couple times. Married once - the father of three now grown children - he'd been married again for a few years. Didn't work out. So now he was on his honeymoon with Sabina - 30 years his junior. Honeymoon? Horsefeathers! Yes, he'd given her a $2,000 diamond ring (small change for Old Jim), but it...