I first met Walt in a hotel bar in the northern suburbs of Detroit. It was September 1977 and I was at the bar that evening with my best friend Pam. On Wednesday evenings beginning at 8:00PM the bar had live music. Pam and some of my other girlfriends and I would often go there to dance and hopefully meet guys. Disco music was still popular in 1977 and it wa...
I'm taking the flight back from Tokyo to Hanoi on Wednesday night after three hectic days trying to close a deal with the Marubeni Corporation. Unfortunately, it needs more work and I'll be back in Japan with some of my senior team from Vietnam in a few weeks. After checking in, while waiting in the JAL business class lounge, I'd called my chief of staff, N...
Writer’s Note: This one is a little different. First I want to warn you that this is part one of three and this opening scene is not what it seems. But speaking of the opening. I’m curious if anyone can figure out who the two are before you get to the part of the story that tells you. If so please send me a comment. Other comments are welcomed of course E...
Sequel to "Georgia" ___________________________ Georgia and I dressed in the clothes we had been wearing before our shower and lovemaking. I was feeling happy and energized from my new experience. I'd discovered that making love with a woman could be just as loving, exciting, and fulfilling as with John. Now I'd had a lover of each sex, and they were both...
Keep score along with her as Ondra, a 28 year old slut in denial, graphically catalogs every ounce of semen and every drop of vaginal fluid from her sexual exploits in her remarkably descriptive sex chronicles. She discloses everything to her readers, from photographic details about past and present fucks to her own quirky personal hygiene and grooming habit...
Author's Note: This is what happens when I attempt to write a short "flash" story. I feel sincere admiration for authors who can craft a well-formed tale in a few thousand words; I don't have that gift. Readers should be warned this is an extremely graphic -- or graphically extreme -- story. If you have read my other stories, this one is darker. I was insp...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of 18. Stank 1 has had its ending changed, as not only did reviewers not like it, I didn't either. This story contains an ugly, super-fat, old black woman, smell/odor fetish, female body hair, pee drinking, dirty pussy and ass licking, facesitting, and sleeping with a face buried in a gigantic, dirty ass cr...
I was naked, my legs were spread indecently far apart and my bottom was pushed out towards Doctor Riemen. This would have been quite humiliating all by itself, however Doctor Riemen increased my mortification by spearing my asshole with her fingers and probing deep and mercilessly into my anus. "Now Gwendoline, I am going to ask you some questions," Doctor...
INTRODUCTION Danielle Watkins was ecstatic as she had been selected for ballet school. Dani as she preferred to be called, had the perfect physique for a ballerina. She was 5'5" and weighed 120 pounds. She had long blonde hair that she wore in a single braid that reached down to her shoulder blades. She was small breasted as many ballerinas were but she had...
Chapter 3: Swap MONDAY EVENING AFTER JENN LEFT Talk about clairvoyance! When I got back to my room, there was a note on my door from Dianne asking me to call her. The note said she had to check her research, but that she would be back by dinner time. She asked if I could stop by her (and Jenn's) room around 9:00. Somehow I had missed her at dinner, but I c...