Copyright December 2012 Author's Note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. * The café had a low ceiling and a small cinema near the front. The bar was on the left as you walked in on which stood a variety of imported beer bottles. Two men with beards sat at a table near the bar, cross-legged, smoking. Soft jazz m...
Things have been going well and I still get occasional BJs from Liz. But if you recall I had left you a little teaser about my activities with Suzanne. Suzanne is completely different from Liz. Suzanne is 21 years old, just out of college, and 5'7" with straight dark hair. She's thin and has small breasts but has a nice backside. The first thing that dre...
I am writing this story in order to share a wonderful experience I have just had and to let readers know that many times real experiences are more exciting then fictional stories that are written to titillate us. I am a middle aged married man, (if living past 100 years of ago is practical), who for one reason or another is no longer being satisfied at home...
I like fishing. It's the lazy man's sport. You can just sit back, drop a hook, pick up a beer and a book and relax. And you're not wasting your time, idling. You're fishing. To help me in my pursuit of this arduous sport, I possess a boat. Effectively it's a rowboat, but screw on a little outboard motor and you can save on all that laborious rowing and get...
(By no means am I a writer. I am just a young man who has been lucky enough to have some crazy sexual experiences with my wife and I wanted to share them. All my stories are completely true.) * Our first experience took place two years into my relationship with my wife. We were still dating at the time but we were very serious and truly in love. First let...
Why can't I resist soft, brown eyes? Misty turned hers on me, and that was it. I would have done anything for her at that moment. For a woman so young, her eyes were so sad and worn. Faint crow's feet were already scratching at the corners of her eyes. She sat heavily on my other kitchen chair and looked down at her hands. "Do you know what a mule is?" she...
"How many more times are we going to do this?" "Look, there's only 2 left - can you just do this with me please?" "It's just...damn; I can't even keep them straight in my head at this point. "Well, that's why we brought the camera. We'll go home, transfer the pics and look at it all fresh tomorrow." "Oh, that will be fun." "Hey, I'm tired of living in t...
Tiffany reached their campsite to find it empty. She listened and thought she heard faint noises from the other end of the island that revealed Susan's whereabouts. Tiffany hung her wet towel on a branch and recalled last evening and the enjoyable time she'd had warming the other woman's chilled body after her unexpected dunk in the lake. She was pretty sure...
Well, the observation began at the local shopping centre on a bright sunny day with a slight northerly wind which helped to keep the temperature up in the low 30's C. This sort of weather was just great for observations over short or long periods of time. The day started well, sitting outside with my friend, who due to a recent operation was seated in a wh...
There is a bikini bar I love to visit. It's a bit of a dive; certainly not a "Gentleman's club". Girls dance on the main stage wearing micro bikinis. After each song they go round the audience and collect dollar bills, stuffing them into their bikini bottoms. For twenty dollars the dancers will take you into the back room for a private dance. There is a fu...