The one-eyed prophet Changoparati, mutely miming his prognostications of doom to the blind, while in pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh and pondering the imponderable aspects of the face of God, who, he thinks he might of seen one day out of the corner of his eye, crossing the street with a aardvark on a leash. I'm simply wasting time while being tempora...
If you haven't read 'Emily's First Solo Holiday' and 'Emily's Home Life Changes' I suggest that you read them before reading this. Part 01 Before I tell you about my second solo holiday I think that it's best that I tell you about some of the things that Jack has been making me do since I wrote about how my home life has changed. I think that it's right t...
You must all have heard about the gambler who having lost all of his money in a card game then stakes his car in an effort to recover all that he has lost. He loses and, unable to imagine life without a car throws the deeds to his house into the pot. The losing run continues. The gambler is wondering how to tell his nubile young wife that they have nowhere t...
They say it's not wise for an older guy to be left alone with a young girl as it what happens may get misunderstood. For me offering my daughters friend a lift home didn't gt me in trouble but it did get me hard. My wife and I married young. We didn't intend to but a bit of teen fun led to my girlfriend, as she was getting pregnant. So on my twentieth birth...
As we head to the last holiday of the year, I realize it is also the last holiday of the first decade of the new century. Of course, what I mean is the eve of the holiday for that is what fascinates me, as New Years itself is nothing more than hangovers, parades, and football. What happened to the first ten years of the twenty-first century? I cannot believe...
Chapter 4, Monday The hot and sultry weather broke at 3am and I was awoken by a huge clap of thunder that echoed around our room, making my heart beat faster with the intensity of its power. The shutters were banging against the wall and as I went to close them, another flash of lightning illuminated the figure of my husband lying there with his eyes wide o...
Your longtime friends Emilia and Jack Brewster have access to a holiday home in Rivanna,France. The house is a nice traditional home for the region that is sparsely populated now due to the number of people buying the local properties as holiday homes, it is up a steep driveway on the hillside overlooking a scenic valley, a road spirals up the hill overlooki...
It all happened last year when my wife and I went on holiday to Kenya. A fabulous winter break in Mombasa at a beautiful all inclusive hotel on the Indian Ocean. I had always wanted to watch her with a black man but she would never agree, we have played with other men, (well she has and I watch) but only white men. I had always hoped but she never would. Ho...
Ville stretched out lazyly in bed, Jussi let his blue eyes admire the cat like movement of his lover, he never could grasp how he could be so skinny and yet so lean. "Like what you see my little vampire?" Ville asked with a husky voice. "Mmm almost as much as all the chocolate that is waiting for me." Jussi teased. "You and your chocolate!" Ville laughed....
Although I had barely rested from the previous night's exertions, I woke to find her mouth once again on my cock and her fingers gently caressing my balls. As the morning sun streamed in through the half open window her blonde hair appeared to shimmer and dance as she bobbed up and down on my quickly hardening prick. In spite of the suffering my head was exp...