Hey all. My name is Gina. I am 31, an Italian American woman, divorced and yearning to let people get to know some of the more, ”secret” parts of my life. I have always been a voyeur, an exhibitionist and consummate unfulfilled sexual being. What I am hoping to do is give you all a little piece of my thoughts, fantasies and real-life experiences. So, wish m...
Isabel and I met for dinner at her brother’s restaurant in Old City after she returned from visiting Jimmy in Chicago. I waited at the bar, flirting mindlessly with the cute bartender, until Isabel finally arrived. An achingly beautiful redhead from Costa Rica, Isabel and I had met outside a club on Delaware Avenue, both trying desperately to shake a creepy...
The next day, Sue calls with good news. "I talked to my friend at the LA office and after a lengthy conversation, she’s got something for you. She wants to meet with you when you’re ready.” "Thank you, Sue. Thanks for everything." "Don't mention it. You are a very special person to me, and I want to make sure that you're taken care of. Not that Vin won't...
It was a hot and arid mid-August afternoon last summer when I decided to make a stop at a grocery store not far from where I live. The cute mothers and teenage girls were there as usual but on this particular visit I saw a woman I will never forget. She was as at least six feet in height and had a body that I found extremely attractive: ample beasts, very na...
After blowing my load over Jo’s face, I decided that I better leave for the house, Anya would be wondering where I was. Actually, Anya knew that I was fucking Jo, but she probably wouldn’t want to spend the first night in our new bed alone. If I was lucky, Anya would still have her face buried in Sarah’s pussy when I got back. I remembered the scene as Jo le...
“Professor De Vries, a Mr. Wilson is calling for you on line four.” “Thank you, Joan.” Bob Wilson and I go way back. We were in first grade together. He now is the owner of Wilson Travel. I assumed that he was calling about some detail of my wife’s trip to Africa. “Hi, Bob, how is your golf game?” “Pretty good, John. I shot an eighty Saturday. Can I get...
On Wednesday and Thursday, the mall was very busy. Friday was Christmas Eve and there were still lots of kids that wanted to see Santa and parents trying to finish their shopping. They did let me off an hour early on Wednesday to do my own Christmas shopping. I did manage to meet Rachel both nights after work for some incredible sex in the back room of the s...
I knew it was going to be an insane weekend when Chris started handing out the magic mushrooms even before we were on the Sea To Sky Highway. “Are you fucking crazy?” Jas said. “You want to drive to Whistler stoned on mushrooms?” “Well I thought I’d save the E for later, but if you’d rather do it now…” Chris said, flashing that shit-eating grin of his, as...
For some time now I have been fascinated with the vampire’s way of life. Never fully understanding the depth and meaning behind what a true vampire is. I have never believed that anyone could be immortal. Even though it is said that a vampire’s life span exceeds that of an average human. One night I decided to test out my theory. What were vampires all about...
December 3 Its the Tuesday after Thanksgiving and things have been quiet at work. My caseload is pretty light and I decided to take myself to lunch today. The only thing I had to do this afternoon was meet a new client at the office at 2:00. I went down to Franks and grabbed a small booth and waited for the waitress. The place was half empty and I didn’t th...