Stepping off the Greyhound from Hermann ono the parking lot of the Beverley Hills Shopping Centre in St.Louis, a candy apple red Alfa Romeo drives by, parking in front of the mall’s main entrance. As the door opens i get my first glimpse of the driver, as he steps out in a three piece Italian cut suit, designer Ray bans covers his eyes. Oh man here my way to...
It had been several weeks since I left home with my cousin brother for my breast-enhancement surgery. All our family knew was that I was going to some cram-school to get coaching for Pre-Medical Exam (AIPMT). My cousin brother had been supportive of me not only since he cared for me; it was due to his own advantage of having a full-formed girl at his disposa...
He stood at reception, bored. The hostel was busy. All of the private rooms were full, and most of the shared dorms too. It was to be expected this time of year. 'Mid-summer fest' it was called, the music and party atmosphere attracting people from all over the world. Hostels were the accommodation of choice, cheap, easy, and discreet. But the party had star...
I am Ajay, 18 years old student living my student life in hostel trying to get into good college for an engineer degree in software. However, my system has porn content that speaks otherwise. Please read my previous story for better insights and continuity of this series. It has been a while now since my first and only sexual encounter with my classmates A...
Elena was a sapiosexual, she was sexually attracted to intelligent beings and she desperately wanted Matt to fuck her. This was something she couldn't openly admit to her friends, as they were a bunch of shallow girls, who categorized everyone on the basis of their looks. If anyone ever found out she had screwed Matt, who was one of the biggest nerds in coll...
The scent of fresh bread and pastries is everywhere. So are slim girls wearing slinky dresses. Crop tops and yoga pants. Or little leather jackets with skinny jeans. That much hasn't changed since I visited with my bohemian aunt Bea last Summer. What has changed is that Bea booked us into the Georges V on the Champs Elysees, perhaps the grandest of the wor...
Edmond woke up again with wet sheets again. He looked around the room, and saw that fortunately all of the other guys that were sleeping in the room had already woken up and moved out for the day. He carefully got out from under the covers and changed his boxers. Putting on his bathrobe he headed to the shower. As he took a shower he thought about the dreams...
This is the true story of my trip to Japan. Only the names have been eliminated to protect the not-so-innocent. Ah, but there's so much more to tell. Thinking to have a clove and write in this journal before bedtime, I ran into the man with whom I had spoken the night before. Instead of a crowd this time, it was just him. I had a lot to say about my afterno...
AN: This is a work of fiction. ***** "Entshuldigung, ist dieser Platz frei?" My hands slipped from my book and it fell to the floor. I was reading a travel guide when I was interrupted by a warm, baritone voice. A young man in his early twenties was standing along the open door of the train compartment that I occupied. I didn't catch what he said since i...
This is the continuing adventure of Dick and Jane, an average thirty-something couple living in Australia. They met over ten years ago and these are the stories (a mix of fantasy and some reality) of their sexual adventures. * It was a couple of days after their steamy session in the dark alley. The memories were great and both Dick and Jane were horny fo...