A little Courage, or a Carribbean vacation not well remembered. This story relates something that happened to us recently, and a few years ago. It is told in dialog form as best I can remember, and I hope you enjoy it. The conversation was between me and my lovely wife, Andrea. Last weekend we were sitting in our living room going through some old boxes...
The Wrong Way Road Trip - Part 8 - Patience is Necessary Over the next few busy days, I had occasion to remember Henry's question about my leading, because I was definitely not leading the Spider Lady blog episodes. The film instructor, whose name was Richard Fuller, was pleased to jump in his car and appear in less than four hours. Chooli and Henry and Ric...
My name is Joe and this is my journey. I live with my mother who is 40 years old. My mum is 5 feet 8 in height and has blonde hair and a gym fit body. She went to the gym often and also does yoga. My dad left when I was young and my mum divorced him and took all he had. He was abusive to my mom and the court ruled that he she give her everything. Luckily for...
(Author's Note: This short piece is somewhat of a sequel to a story submitted under my first name 'Stephen7'. Although it's not all autobiographical in nature and very much fiction, the premise is based on my annual visit to the doctor for my physical, whom by the way for the last two years has been a very pretty younger woman. This year I did find myself em...
Charlene and her friends were on their way to Fredericksburg, Texas for a Wild Women's Wine Tasting Tour. Her friend Nekoda, or Niki as they all called her, had made all the arrangements from transportation to accommodations and the wine tours themselves. She was exceptionally talented at making travel plans and even went as far as making up T-shirts for a...
(This story is not quite at the level of reporting most are, though it is far removed from being imagined.) * Closing the door to the upstairs bathroom, my wife had already undressed and adjusted the water to her taste, grinning, since she knew it was far too hot for me. She stepped inside the shower while I undressed, not having actually planned to share...
To replenish Ralph's stamina, Vivian padded to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine. Then the three of them sat upright on the bed passing the bottle to sip the wine in turn. In that fashion they were easily prompted to discuss their feelings. It was also an opportunity for Ralph to ask about Vivian's scheme of her unique tattoos on her thighs. So Vivian ad...
A few weeks following the events described in Asian Downpour, Grace arranged her first gangbang. We'd been in regular contact over that period but had not been intimate. The arrangements were to meet at the Bentley Motel, at the corner of the Albany and Leach Highways this Saturday evening for a 9 pm kick-off. The location was very convenient for me since it...
Chapter 4 — Twylla I was doing pretty well in my first year of college. A few of my classes were boring, and some were hard, but I was learning a ton of new stuff, and I discovered I liked it. More importantly, I was learning to really think for myself. (Cin-dy! Cin-dy!) My love life was going pretty good too, despite my being a semi-submissive, not-quit...
I tied him to the foot of my bed. He looked so magnificent squatting there on the balls of his feet, his arms draped along the length of the footboard, bound by wrists and elbows to the top rail. His cock swelled as I ran each scented scarf over his flesh, teasing him wordlessly with the promise of silken pleasure. It was not long before I could smell hi...