The computer was supposed to be a present for both of us, but, I suppose, as my wife Anne is at home most of the day and has more time on her hands, it was obvious that she would get more use out of it than me. Most evenings when I returned from work, Anne would regale me with stories of what she had been doing on the Internet and what she had found. My wife...
It was a beautiful warm night in Boston. Inside the mid terraced house, there were five friends celebrating friendship and previous meets. The friends all met over the last few years. There is Kathy a mature woman in her late 40's, very voluptuous, and a domineering person in the bedroom once she is comfortable with everyone there, somewhat versed in mastery...
"'Bye, Jo." The door clicked shut, and Joanna could hear their footsteps on the pavement. They stopped in the street outside her window. She imagined Paul's leather-clad leg swinging over the big V-twin, then Caroline's slim form climbing on behind him, dressed in matching black leather, breasts pressing hard against his back. The engine roared for a few sec...
"Done," Gary said, relieved, as the printer whirred. Beside him Joy tossed her long black hair back, stretched her arms above her head and leaned back on her chair. Her small pert breasts thrust up under her school girly white blouse and Gary caught his breath at the cuteness of her. Joy yawned and Gary looked up at the clock. "Christ, it's two o' clock in...
Dear Shoeblossom: Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I've been out shopping with Miguel's Platinum Visa, and I grin at him loopily. "Remy, honey how are you?" Mig smil...
There's something about clothing-optional beaches that just appeal to any red-blooded hetero male. The chance to find the girls-next-door daring to bare all on vacation in search of that all-over tan is mindblowing. I took my demure wife to one last summer, having visited before myself with a previous girlfriend, but made sure I looked as surprised ass poss...
The Princess' cheeks burned with humiliation and excitement. She knew that she was excited by danger, but had so far never been caught. That was what had brought her here to the bedchamber of her future brother-in-law tonight. Now she was caught like a rat in a trap - or a whore in a Prince's bed. She felt the slickness of Malcom's deposit mixed with her own...
This happened around 10 years ago. A friend of mine had been to a massage parlour in London and had told me what a good time he had, though it transpired from later conversation that he had not had sex. After weeks of confused thinking, shall I or shant I and plucking up the courage I decided to go. I was worried about a number of aspects of visiting such a...
Six weeks after Dean's arrival, Patterson decided to visit her 'pet' project. She arrived shortly after three to learn that the subject was toning his body to ensure that he remained irresistible to women, and gay men. She stepped through the door with Moriarty to see Dean pedalling briskly on the mounted bike, his face aglow and his arms glistening in the p...
While this will stand alone as a story, I suggest you read part 1 to get a better understanding of the background to the events. My hand trembled on the mouse as I logged into my computer. I went into my MSN account and immediately it signalled that she was there and invited me to a conversation. Jane was wanting to talk to me. I tentatively accepted and...