My main fantasy has always been, for as long as I can remember, to be a slut at the beck and call of a guy; to be used and abused according to his whim. Most of my stories reflect this and I decided to go one step further and actually write a story in which I was a prostitute. Having visited Cuba, for scuba diving purposes, I had seen the ‘Jineteras’ plying...
Just a quick note about us Dawn had worked out quite a lot this year and looks really good having lost a few pounds, unfortunately as most blokes know the first weight disappeared is from her breasts but Dawn still looked hot. In fact I prefer her this way with a nice slim firm arse to hold on to. She always kept herself very well trimmed not shaven as this...
This story is the first in a series of events that have actually taken place over the last two years. Although names are fictitious to protect the ‘not-so-innocent’, places and events are factual. I have put ‘pen to paper’ for three reasons: i) to preserve the images and memories in our minds; ii) to share the images with you. Had I not experienced these eve...
Part I The evening began like most others on our vacation. We had spent a fun day on the beach and at the water park with the kids. We had also had our fair share of adult beverages from the various bars located throughout the resort. The difference in this day was that while I was sitting on the beach hanging out with the other folks in our group the top...
Shannon reached under the counter in her kitchen and got out the sack of Lemons she had bought a couple of days before. She carefully cut them in half, began to rotate them on the little juicer. She knew the crew working out in the hay fields would be thirsty, it was hot as blazes and had been for over a week now. The weather report showed no relief in sig...
If this story seems familiar it's no surprise. I am re-working a previously published one (Fake Memories of a Desert Rave - Darcie). The viewpoint was changed from first to third person, and the story will no longer focus on experiences at Burning Man. Instead, the idea that emerged from the original story will be fleshed out, turning this into a Fantasy sto...
It was on the third day that I met Heike, in the evening at the hotel bar. She was alone in the bar like me, drinking orange juice to my watery beer. She was from Germany, she was the same age as me, she was a student like me and like me too she was there with her parents. I liked her. She was attractive, though not beautiful, and she was not the kind of gir...
These stories are based on what I believe would be the reactions of real ex-girlfriends, but the situations are fictional. Names and details have been changed to protect their privacy. Burning Man is an enormous week-long art festival taking place in the Nevada desert. It combines large art pieces, music, performance art, as well as a wild party scene. The...
Willow: "In an unbelievable twist of events, ensign Cummings is taking matters into his own pudgy hands and abandoning his post. He is entering the ring now. All heads are turning away from the disgrace that is taking place on the mat, and towards him standing there. He is a man a little too big for my tastes, but a stalwart form nevertheless. He's circling...
Here is the first part -- and first "climax" of several! -- of the grand finale of Joan, David -- and Laurence too. This final section (one or two more chapters to follow) of Joan's story has its characters indulging in role play and fantasy for their naughty pleasure. In effect it will be a series of role-plays rather than one extended one. There will ine...