My name is Mike and I'm a forty-three year old British business executive. I had known Anja, a forty-nine year old German lady, for quite a few years. She worked for one of my competitors. We were at an annual conference in Florida and I found the thought of getting Anja into bed was, again, on my mind. She had flirted with me but never gave me any encourage...
It was one of those good news and bad news moments. Dana and I had arrived at the Marina all excited about our seven days on the houseboat. We'd hired it off the Internet. From the pictures, it looked okay for just the two of us. We walked down the hill to the wharf past some really huge, luxury vessels which I knew we couldn't possibly have afforded. They w...
Author's Note: While I actually received permission from Playboy model Erin Fox to use her name in the writing of this story, it is entirely a work of fiction. ~~ BrettJ * Erin Fox was not a happy girl. She had only been in Toronto for a day and had already got herself in trouble with the law. It wasn't her fault, the guy had it coming. Just because she wa...
"The Rookie" is Part One of the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance. I was physically ready for the big show when I became a teenager, but not mentally. That took more than a few years. I was a late bloomer. The life of a baseball rookie is practice, practice, practice. Me too. My girlfriends an...
I don't know how to start this story other than to say that my husband loves panties and lingerie. I know that there are thousands of men out there with this same fetish and this story is for the women that love them to help with some new ideas. First a little background information on myself. I have almost been married to Steve for 10 years now and we have...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2006 Warlord * If the eyes are the windows of the soul, Princess Veronica had the shades down, drapes drawn and shutters closed. I was getting nothing from hers. Softly I said, "I ga...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord With the Princess's words, the Baron stood glaring at her. She frowned, gesturing rather emphatically. Radcliff slammed his sword back into its scabbard, before he stalked to t...
The Sodomite pilgrims couldn't be described as great conversational company. In fact, as they had all had their tongues removed, they weren't able to converse at all. The conversation they had with each other was conducted in sign language and mouthing, but this was enough for them to organise themselves pretty well. Despite their various mutilations, they w...
Hi everybody! It's yet another "Short chapter"- Unfortunately it is all I had time for before my computer was packed away for transport. Hope you enjoy it despite its length. Please rate and comment- I really enjoy receiving feedback on my stories. If you have any questions, feel free to send me private feedback and I will do my best to answer them for you...
Erin in the theater with wearing only her coat. ~~~~~~~~~~ Early November in Atlanta. Sometimes it is wicked cold; sometimes it can be barely sweater weather. On this particular Sunday afternoon, it was in the mid 60s with a gentle misty rain and perfect for Erin to wear her new coat. A birthday gift from her parents, it was the classic trench style: epau...