Stephen The week-end was a disaster from the word go. I did not realize that I was going to be used as a convenience by Sam and Kim for their own gratification. I guess I could have expected that from Sam to a certain extent as he has been always a selfish kind of person, but I could never believe Kim would be part of it. I was made to be their chauffer, va...
It was not too long before Harry found himself locked up in Martin O'Grady's basement cellar for the second time. And big Mick and a hand gun was not the right person to argue with, as he sat watching him with a constant evil and cold stare. "Mind if I have a piss?" Harry asked. Mick pointed to the stainless steel bucket in the corner of the freezing cold r...
This is the fourth and final segment of the story of how my wife, through an coincidental seduction by her son's wrestling coach, changed from shy and reserved to a true hot-wife. This section pushes some boundaries and while she has confessed some regrets, I have none. I love what she and our relationship as become and have no desire whatsoever to return to...
Sarah's POV It's not unusual for a person to look forward to summer- barbecues, parties, no lengthy seminars in overcrowded lecture halls. But for me summer always meant vacation in the Adirondacks and even though I was 18 and it meant being several hours away from anyone I knew, I still looked forward to it just as much. Summer meant fresh mountain air, th...
I'm not ashamed to say that I'm one of the biggest male sluts I know. I don't go hunting women down, though, I let them lure me. Make the eye contact, do the smile thing, strike up the conversation, and all of a sudden they're ready to take me home like I was a lost puppy dog: "It's getting a little crowded in here, you wanna go to my place?" Once the invita...
The end of the semester was upon on us and it meant a few different events were to unfold. As testing took up a great deal of time and student athletes required more time for academics, practices were reduced to once a week through the remainder of the semester. The reduced practice time was unfortunate as the regional volleyball tournament began right at th...
Sunita Johansson gazed into the long bedroom mirror, turning in profile to survey her hips and bum before smoothing down the cotton skirt. Swivelling around, the hem rode halfway up her angular thighs. Reaching up, a smear of pink lipstick defined a heart-shaped pout. The unlikely coupling of a Scandinavian businessman and an Indian beauty queen 25 years ago...
Here is a recent correspondence I had with a young lady who had read my stories and wanted to humiliate herself by telling me some of the most shameful and embarrassing things about her own private parts: Hey!! I'm a young Indian girl and I would like to share my dirty details with you. You turn me on. I love your stories and loved the idea of being one of...
True Confessions: A Love Letter To you: I close my eyes and feel your presence with me, though your body is not here, I can feel your soul. It reaches out to me from across miles and miles of land. It calls to me...a longing ache...as if it is waiting for me to merge with it. My heart breaks knowing I can't be with you in the physical world but only wit...
1 "I'm going for a shower." Heather said, as she climbed out of the pool. "Ok." I replied, watching from my poolside chair. She pushed back her wet dark hair, adjusted her bikini top and padded softly through the open glass doors of our chalet. Although forty, Heather had the body of a thirty year old, with a light brown skin tone that suggested she may b...