This is a story about gratitude, mature sex, and releasing the past. It's a story. All sex is between consenting adults. The story is fictional. Please be nice in your comments, or be banned. King Bandor said it was a mess, I think he wants me to give up writing. So if any errors are found they are mine. But my assault on the English language continues. If f...
I am busy writing a few shorts that popped into my old head, just a memory of something similar that happened a long time ago. This one is loosely based on a trip to Shrevesport, a place called Casino Magic. That was a ship, sitting in the mud on a river bank, the wife at the time and I ended up there for two days smack dab in the middle of what turned out t...
The six of us pulled up to the club around 9 on Saturday night in our minivan taxi, paid the driver $30 and hopped out. Outside of the club were a couple of guys smoking cigarettes and laughing. You could hear the low thump of music through the entrance and smell years of smoke build-up. This wasn't any of our first times to a strip club but it was our first...
I'd walked down this street and seen the sign for the Turkish Bathhouse before and often wondered what it would be like, I knew that no females were allowed in and assumed it to be full of fat sweaty loud old local men. Today my wife was out shopping with a girlfriend from another town and was making a night of it so I had plenty of time to kill and thought...
"So what's on the schedule for tomorrow?" "Our massage appointment is at 10 am," Tina answered. "Full-body." "Thank God." Kelly winced a little bit as she and her co-worker walked into the locker room. Each of them carried a bottle of water in hand and were wearing one-piece bathing suits - dark blue for Kelly and Tina's in lifeguard red. "I need someone t...
Although still in Southampton, I was between assignments. However, my friend Bjorn's Consortium client was looking for someone to attend a meeting on their behalf in Dubrovnik; this time for five days. Hanna or Suzi had arranged my hotel and travel from Gatwick, together with all the contract paperwork and authorisations. An early start but I arrived the...
It was a long afternoon of skiing and it was already getting darker by the minute. All Sherri could think about was getting down the last hill and getting warm. She was skiing with her husband Ian whom she had married only five months before. Hours earlier, she experienced the thrill of skiing a black diamond run for the first time and now every muscle in he...
The steaming water hit my skin, rinsing away the sweat and the stress from the work-week. I'd started my Friday night workouts a year ago after breaking up with my girlfriend, and they've become a tradition. The gym's quiet in the evenings, letting me take my time as I work myself to exhaustion, leaving me feeling light-headed and refreshed - and more than a...
As seen below their are many names for the large variety of sexual topics and no real agreed upon list of Tags so I am making a list as best I can to help readers find the stories that interest them. I will be using the most common named tags to make it easier for the readers to find what they like. Below we have an example. Name Stories Blowjob 34...
After a long, chilly day on the ski trails, Mark was ready and eager to hit the spa. It was an outdoor spa and conveniently attached to the hotel by a short walkway, which he dashed across in his white robe and sandals. An icy wind whipped around his bare legs. He signed in at the desk and walked right through the locker room, as he had already put his swims...