I opened my front door to find that the expected smell of baking was completely absent. Before I had time to consider this anomaly, the sound of crunching feet on the drive caused me to turn to see Samantha, my wife of ten years and mother of my two kids, walking up the drive towards me. The fact that there was no aromatic sign of her usual Saturday afternoo...
Over the next months I had to entertain a variety of rich men, mostly older ones. None of them gave me an orgasm until I had my first gwielo (foreigner)and enjoyed a really big cock. It was during a promotion trip to London that I was given to Sir Peter Manson, a leading businessman in the City who was head of a major Hongkong trading company. He was marri...
I'm sitting here somewhat confused, with a gnawing sensation inside that something just isn't right. I can't articulate it really, but it's there still eating at me. Sometimes you just know when something is off. Right? I'm not making sense, let me explain. I just went to my wife's office to drop off her phone that she left at the house. No I didn't see som...
A few weeks later, unexpectedly, there was a big shake-up at work. My company hired a new Vice-President of Marketing, which the last time I looked at my business cards, was my job title. He was very well known within our industry, having last worked at NASCAR. He had been profiled in our industry magazine, as he had pulled off the unimaginable. He had incre...
Hi folks. This story was edited by the incredible Mikothebaby. * * * * * * It was a typical Saturday in suburbia. Well, maybe it was typical for everyone else, but I was unfortunately having a garage sale. I hate fucking garage sales and like most guys, I'd rather have simply thrown the shit away. But my wife insisted. Even after I told her that we do...
The greatest thing about my career is I work my own hours. I can work as much or as little as I like. Usually I work seven days a week. Spending four to five days at the tattoo parlor and the other two or three at the bike shop. I do designs for motorcycles and customized helmets. Some days I work at both places. Just depends on how hard I want to push mysel...
Forward: All the stories I write come from real adventures I have indulged in. And yes, I was, and remain a dirty dog. The last story from Germany is explicitly true with the exception of the names. You may find it disturbing, or you may find it a turn on. But the point is, as a very sexualized person, I have never shied away from experimentation. Please enj...
“David; nice of you to come!” a voice spoke and looking over there I saw the dark haired woman standing there greeting me, “This is the team, Lucy!” I looked over and seeing the blonde nervous woman she whispered, “Hi!” I looked over to Rebecca who whispered, “She fancied a man who died saving the world!” I nodded before saying, “Desmond!” she nodded before...
You try to do something nice for someone and it blows right up in your face. He scrawled some notes on a legal pad and considered taking a vacation. To some place without women. Two weeks with her and he still couldn't get those five words out of his head. "Let me speak to Daddy." There's just something incredibly obscene about a grown woman calling her fat...
Sherehe was larger then any of them had anticipated. Fox had told him all things were traded but he had expected it to be little more then a collection of stalls and a single Inn for road weary travelers. Instead, it was a small town unto itself with what they assumed were smugglers and traders mingling in the streets. Nero and Maua watch from the back of...