People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
Joanna was just finishing her first year as a Science teacher in a northern city in England. She'd never really seen herself as a teacher, but after finishing her degree, just on a whim, perhaps the lack of a better idea, had signed up for a years teacher training course. Now, after her first year of work, Jo had found she had real talent as a teacher. She...
CAST OF CHARACTERS: Mike Adams -- 41 year old Husband of Kristie, Vice President of Software companyKristie Adams -- 32 year old wife of Mike and sex slave to be auctionedGeorge -- Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger clubShane -- Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger clubHeidi -- George's wifeErica -- Personal secretary of Mike AdamsPaul -- Hotel Mana...
All characters in this story participating in any romantic or sexual conduct are at least eighteen years old. All characters, story events, and the convention portrayed in this tale are my fictional creations. Any resemblance to any real persons or events is unintended and coincidental. While most of this story's erotic/romantic content falls under the umbr...
Marcy was driving to meet her 2:00 PM appointment when her mind flashed back to two weeks ago. The country club had a casino night as a fund raiser and for a change it was an informal event. Marcy had worn her tight black slacks and tight crimson sweater for the evening. The slacks showed off her firm tight ass, shapely solid thighs and her curvy legs. The s...
Hi everyone, Thanks for the feedback on the previous chapters. This chapter has sex, but is more story than sex so I hope it is still worthy of your pleasure. Even though there is less sex, it is still interracial so if that is a problem for you, please stop reading now. Or don't complain later! I actually wasn't going to write another chapter but someone...
I hate flying. Not because I'm fearful of a crash, but because I suffer every time with the annoying popping in my ears from the rapid changes in pressure and I'm trapped inside the cabin with a mixed bag of humanity. Fortunately, most of that bag was seated behind me in coach as I enjoyed the benefits of being able to afford first class accommodations. Th...
Paris... My name is John Jones. Yeah, I know, very original. Unfortunately, that is the name my parents saddled me with. Most of my friends call me JJ or Johnny which is fine with me. I'm a pretty average guy in all regards...height, weight, everything...I'm an average person with an average name. In one regard, however, I'm not particularly average. I had...
This is a true story which happened while on a business trip to Europe. Doing a favor for a business colleague turned into an opportunity to explore an unknown side of elegance, culture and fantasy of which I will never forget. The wedding party day has arrived and the party meets all expectations and more. * For me, it is more important to have deep slee...
This story occurred in 1977 during the time of Ian Smith and UDL. Those with whom this location is familiar will recognize the references. I was thirty four, in Southern Rhodesia, now Zimbabwe, living at the Ambassador hotel in the capital city of Salisbury, now Harare. At that time, Harare was the name of the settlement that had grown up on the southern...