"Your work is excellent, and you are certainly a team player." Mr. Framington paused. "This is the second quarter that you've been in the top 100 in both sales and commissions. Is everything going OK?" He rose from the chair behind his desk and walked around the front of it. "You know, Barbie, dear, if your skirts were a little shorter, I bet you'd do even b...
Lisa was not really sure that she should continue the SAA meetings. They had not been effective at stopping her from looking at hardcore films on the Net, nor from indulging her dirty chatting and webcam sessions. So why go to them if they just made her feel guilty about doing what she would do anyway? It was partly because she was now able to tele-work from...
Note: All previous stories I have written are true accounts or fantasies of mine. So naturally, I wrote them in first person. I'm going to take a stab at writing in third person, so forgive me if it's a little shaky. * * * * * Kaelyn always rode the subway to Washington Ave then took bus 2525 to the corner of 43rd street and caught the trolley to her dance...
(This begins a group of eleven stories about a man, his wife, and two acrobatic college girls. There isn't much privacy here; someone is almost always watching. I didn't know I had this quirk until now. Please help me with your comments.......Thanks, Strawberry) Acrobatics 1 - Tonight's the Night, Almost Mary relaxed in the back seat of the car and smiled...
The Italian Army kept an elaborate system of brothels in North Africa. There were two kinds, one for enlisted men, the other for officers. The officers' brothels, of course, were much better. They were cleaner, the girls were younger and prettier, and the doctors visited them daily to check for venereal diseases. I had never visited a whorehouse until I was...
After a series of shuttles on a small plane, a crowded bus, and then a truck, they arrived at the boat launch. Another journey, this one by water, and then they would arrive at the village where they would commence their studies of sexual practices among the Manogowans. Their driver unloaded the baggage into a pile and left them. His noisy truck pulled a pl...
It had been a deadly hot summer so far. Roskilde Fjord's waters were surprisingly low, but that did not stop the raiders. The high curled prow stood in stark contrast to the cloud white sails that helped bring the Vikings in. I'd been unfortunate enough to be down on the beach as the tide helped carry them to shore. The massive ship ran aground with a sicke...
Peter Greene makes a decision after watching his daughter with her boyfriend a second time. ... Peter Greene looked at himself, sitting in a bean bag chair so he could be as close to the big screen TV as he could possibly get. Looking down at his crotch, he saw his limp cock, now a deep red in color after he had been stroking it almost non-stop all night....
"Where the hell did Corporal Anderson get to? He was supposed to be back 10 minutes ago." Sergeant Johnson raged aloud. Johnson, known to most as Sarge, was one of the oldest and most experienced soldiers in the army of the kingdom of Altyr. He was now stuck leading a small patrol of mostly young, raw recruits through the forests in the far border of the lan...
Business is good, Sgt. Pole thought to himself as he woke up. And then he realized he was naked, alone, and in bed back at the penthouse. This was a problem, because he had clearly gone to bed with the Colombian woman the night before and she wasn't lying next to him right now. Coffee had led to dinner, and dinner had led to drinks. Briefly, they discussed...