It was just a normal Friday night. I had finished a particularly tricky piece of software ahead of the deadline and now I was looking forward to a nice, lazy, relaxing Bank Holiday weekend. The friends I normally hang out with down the pub had gone off for an 'away' darts match so I sat at the bar, over in the corner, drinking my favourite tipple - vodka, Ca...
Author's note: This story contains some light bondage towards the end. Please don't read if you find that offensive. ***** The other weekend my wife went away for a few days leaving me to look after the kids. It's always nice to get some space from time to time, and I usually enjoy having a few guys round to watch a film and drink a few beers. I posted...
Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long since the last story post! My muse went on vacation for a bit, obviously! I wanted to let everyone know that I'm going to be shutting down my personal webpages, and my diary on Diaryland. I want to concentrate more on writing and less on that stuff! However, anyone who wants to reach me can do so still by my email. Al...
The trip from Sydney to LA is a long one. Even riding up front with the better seats, after six or seven hours--about half way--I started thinking about a ordering a wheelchair to take me through the terminal after we arrived. When you added the time spent standing in line and riding the connection to my home, I usually got to my front door beat, interested...
Hi, This is a completely new and not really my normal fare. It is an episode from a series of stories where the hero has his roots in the Faust legend. Much is not explained but will become clearer as episodes take form. They will vary in content. This one is an episode from an imagined visit to the porn capital of America (several more will follow) and is...
101 Reasons Why Not to Become a Gynecologist… (…And the gruesome, grotesque, and sometimes funny stories behind the scenes!) By: Stephen M. Brown Inspired By: Erin Marie Rizor DISCLAIMER: The Following Story is completely and totally fictional. All of the characters are completely fictional with a true 100% real fact at the beginning of e...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses figured me out pretty good. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websit...
As Jane lay naked and luscious on her back in the mid-summer night heat of the bedroom, Jim lay naked beside her, his arm propping up his head. He watched her face as he explained why he was in New York.Telling how he trained with Dr. Anderson. Learned the technique and the philosophy of the massage that had been so therapeutic to Jane earlier in her life....
Janice had been his friend for some time now. The last few months had been particularly hard for her, an acrimonious split from her husband, the birth of her second child and being forced to provide for her family had proved very stressful. She had been out a few times, but always seemed to be the one making all the moves. She longed for someone to care for...
Finally, I have gotten enough of my male life behind me that I understand that to be a good lover to a mature woman you have to have been through all the stages. The "What do I do?" early stages, the awkward first times together, the twenties when you fall off the bed and pass out, the thirties when every man knows his woman can kill him with her pussy if sh...