Chapter 23. (Nov 2003) Part A. Alan, Hotel Manager. For my second visit to the firm in W, the Chairman, in anticipation of another late finish, had already booked me into the same hotel as two months earlier so naturally I was looking forward to renewing my acquaintance with Simon, the night porter. The negotiations again proved to be long and drawn out...
Jamal Browne smiled to himself as he laid Kirsten Dwyer on her back, raised her slender alabaster legs in the air and popped his ten-inch Black cock right back into her asshole. The slim, blonde-haired housewife's lovely blue eyes popped as Jamal resumed fucking her in the ass. Time for this White slut to realize what she's been missing, Jamal thought to him...
It was the middle of September in 2003 and New Zealand actress Lucy Lawless was in the city of Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, to film a documentary on the late Apache female warrior Lozen who had ridden with the famed Geronimo. It was part of a series called Warrior Women for the Discovery Channel, and Lucy had been hired as the presenter. The series had...
CNN's Candy Crowley has a very hairy pussy. A large face, a strong, powerful nose, and a forest of pubic hair. The lips of her vagina are thick and intricate -- complicated, fascinating, scary, and stunning, just like she is. She loves the smell of sex. I say the smell because that's what triggers her lust: the smell of arm pits, of balls and assholes. And t...
It was a slower than average Sunday morning at the restaurant and pub I own in an historic town close to Washington, DC. As is my usual custom I repaired to my office and began checking my mailbox at the various swinger sites to which I subscribe. I was elated to see a response from a local couple I had sent an introduction to and, as luck would have it, t...
It had started a few weeks before when he came to work in the hospital. I saw him briefly in the corridor and I just knew he was the one I needed. It had been so long. I'd had the flings, the short term relationships, the lingering holiday romances. Now I just wanted sex, animalistic, naughty, dangerous sex. And I could see in him that he was going to be abl...
A private detective visits her client. ----------------------------- I pulled up to the ornate gate. The house, a huge faux-historic mansion is still a half mile off. I beep to get the attention of the guard located in the shed like guard house. His eyes pop open in shock and I can hear a giggle from below the window. "Here to see Mr. Moon." "Name?" "Va...
III “During a business trip,” Nita said without preamble, “we were in the hotel bar having drinks. Drinking too much. Me, the chairman, a senior partner and a few other colleagues. Drinking and flirting, you know how it goes. When we got back to our rooms, the senior partner called and invited me to his room for a drink. I said no I couldn’t do that, I was...
I'm a 26-year old teacher at a private girls' school on the south coast of England. I've been there two years and I'm the youngest of the three men on the teaching staff. Naturally, surrounded by 200-odd teenage girls (not to mention a couple of dozen mostly young female colleagues), you get the odd kid trying to flirt with you, but I'd always managed to avo...
I had just moved into the rather down-at-the-heels bungalow and as it was my first home purchase I had a lot to do around the property. It was a quiet neighbourhood with mostly retired people and the graying asphalt street was lined with stooped oak and maple trees that I associated with senescence so it was a surprise that the house next door, to the south,...