An Erotic Island Getaway Angela and Pei Ling - Naughty Girls are us. After exchanging e-mails with your friend in the US for a while, you become aware how curious and fascinated you are with the differences you discover between the East-West cultures. You are pleased for him when you receive an e-mail telling you his firm has just given him a performance...
Eighteen year old Preston Hardwood was on his way to his dorm room for his first semester of college in a week. The college was about an hour and a half away from where he was born and raised. Preston was African and Asian American. His father being black and his mother being Asian. He lived with his mom most of his years after his parents got divorced. In s...
Chapter 42 – Volleyball The area outside the basketball stadium already was crowded with players from the 17 other volleyball teams, the members of the university's sororities and fraternities, and various students and faculty members interested in watching the volleyball tournament. Word that the Four-Betas would be forced to play in the nude already had s...
To be promoted wasn't a complete surprise. I had been the top performer in my team for over a year and I had made it clear to my superiors that I expected nothing less. The new position, however, caused some upheaval in my social live. On top of my current job I would lead a team in our newly opened Istanbul office. This meant that I would spent one out of e...
The scream froze Jimmy's blood. Winnie was always so polite and quiet. He never imagined that she could scream so loudly. Or that she could scream for so long. Most importantly, he never imagined that she would find him hiding in her wardrobe. Not that he gave it that much thought. It was never a great plan to begin with. Just hide in her wardrobe and watch...
She was so frustrated. Her pig of a husband was away, not that he was much good anyway. He had failed to satisfy her for months now. No her frustration was deep and to make matters worse she had broken her favourite toy. She'd changed the batteries and fiddled with the switch but the damn thing was as dead as her husband's cock. No she needed more. She thre...
All stories have some reality to them to make an awesome story come to life. This is just a fantasy or daydream that came alive on paper that I would love to share with you as a writer. In no way has a teacher/student relationship crossed its line in my life or will it ever. So please enjoy your naughty fantasy with me. I have two other stories that were wri...
I awaken, not suddenly but gradually. My consciousness returns to me even before opening my eyes. After a moment's confusion, I remember where I am and slowly open my eyes. I don't know if I've been asleep for five minutes or an hour and since I'm wearing no wristwatch I have no way of checking. But it seems like it must be closer to the latter because upon...
There was a knock at the door. Tim Atwater tossed the final dish into the machine and went over to peer through the peephole. The face on the other side was that of Wanda Greene, one of the four dykes that lived across the hall. The four he had partied with last weekend when he had found their door invitingly open, the music pouring out into the hall. He o...
Thursday, I woke at 5:30 refreshed and eager to get to work where I could stop thinking about Amelia. By the time I reached the office, I’d ratcheted my work mode up to a new height and attacked my work. I went non-stop to 7:30 before calling it a day. Having purposely worn myself out, I retired early and was asleep immediately. Friday was a repeat of Thurs...