As this is a true story, all names have been changed to protect the identities of those concerned. * The first time I visited Club Poizon was on 30 May 2012, to attend an induction evening for newbies and to be verified as the real deal. Asiandragon is my user name on the website called kiwiklub.com which all swingers must join if they want to attend part...
"Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up; if not, I'll stay down here till I'm someone else." Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass "Not East, not West, not North and not South- only this spot I am standing on now." Abbas Kiarostami "Yeki Ya Schehrezade! (Oh Schehrezade, w...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
Prelude "Let me take you to bed," she said in a matter of fact manner, "and I will give you something no other girl can ever give you." --69— I have one consuming passion—women. I had pursued them all over the world. I had even caught a respectable number of them. At the age of forty, I am almost as fast as when I was seventeen. Nevertheless, I know that...
It was not any normal Friday. "Any comments, class? That was certainly a stirring short story by Wilde, wasn't it?" The literature teacher asked. "It certainly stirred my crotch." The Jock said. I giggled at the spontaneous comment. Whatever the Jock said was funny. The Jock in this case was called Jack. Big Jack, his teammates called him. And was he big!...
CHAPTER 2 - Exposed and Accessible to Strangers in the Club Here i stand, blindfolded, naked, and completely exposed, with my wrists tied together around a pole behind me, in a restaurant/club. i still have no idea if Master is sitting at our reserved table next to me or is elsewhere in the club...or not even here yet, for that matter. People are carryin...
Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vaca...
James was feeling extremely troubled. He did not expect that his marriage to Emma would be a success. He had thought that perhaps he'd be able to carry on his solo existence, visiting Emma in her house two or three times per week and spending time with Angela in his flat. He'd fallen in love with his wife and it didn't feel good. The Order of Saint Ismael...
I'm starting out this tale in the middle by relating some thought-provoking information about female orgasms. This was information that I never knew until I was twenty eight years old, and most of you probably don't know now regardless of your age. This information is important to understanding my story. According to an MRI study published by the Journal of...
I'd gone to Paddles, a bondage club in New York City, originally for no other reason then to try and remove the dreams I'd been having as of late. I'm not sure exactly what started the dreams but some erotic literature I had received at my apartment had definitely brought them to the forefront of my mind. The dream was a recurring one and, nightly, at least...