Chapter 2 Ann They tell me that I'm through with in-patient therapy, so I get to go home tomorrow. My burns are as good as they're going to get, apparently, and I can finally put some concealer on them, which helps. I have to tell you that I'm thoroughly sick of hospitals, but at the same time, I'm pretty nervous about going home. Here, everybody is focuse...
Note: like all the other 'Dubai Tales' – published, or yet-to-be-published, alike – this story is effectively true, but with enough detail changed so that no one involved can be identified, except p-e-r-h-a-p-s by themselves. . . . . . Driving the Cayman up the ramp and out of the climate controlled cool of the 'Executive Staff' carpark at Dubai Internation...
Tim looked over at Lisa. Her eyes were half closed, but she noticed him looking, and her lips curved into a lascivious smile before the pressure from behind surprised her and she shut her eyes in ecstasy, pushing back and raising her ass a little to meet the massive cock burying itself inside her rectum. Tim felt his cock twitch a little, pressed against the...
Chapter 1 It wasn't my fault. I didn't come home early. The only thing I can think is that they must have lost track of time. I wasn't prepared for what I found. We'd, my wife and I, made love that morning before I went to work and there was no strange car parked outside our home when I arrived back from work, so I was clueless as to what was happening. Wh...
I am fucked. I am fucked because I got fucked. Numerous times. Fucked by a man not my husband. When my lover, Mark, called me on my cell phone a few minutes ago, I got butterflies in my stomach at the sound of his voice. He has generated those feeling in me since the first time I met him five months ago. It was not unusual for him to call me at work as I co...
The smell of McDonlad's Big Macs and fries filled the front room's atmosphere and Will and Jordan were watching their handy work with Tori from a day ago on a twenty seven inch television. Will was finishing off his fifth and final Big Mac while Jordan was starting his third bottle of Bud Lite. Jordan hadn't yet touched his Big Macs and in all likely hood ne...
FOUR The following morning, Evelyne was in an improved mood with the house staff, and even paused for a moment of detente with the Haitian laundry-maid, who she had grown increasingly fond of, finding her a suitable and dependable companion in her husband's increasing absences. She learned that the maid's name was Constance, and that she had a son, twenty-s...
The kids were at my parents for the weekend and my wax appointment was running late, as usual. I sat on the lounge and was flicking through one of the magazines on the coffee table. A couple of younger women, probably early thirties, I'd say, some ten years younger than myself, walked into the reception area and were advised that they'd have to wait as all o...
Ben laughed, finished off the wine in his glass, and then reached out for the bottle on the coffee table. Like a gentleman, he first tried to top off the ladies' glasses. Only a few drops trickled out. "Damn, empty," he said. "Hold on, I'll go fetch a new bottle." Ben left the room and went down to the cellar. Returning with a new bottle and the corkscrew,...
Sue was breathing hard after the first orgasm hit her. She could hear the squishing sound of cum as Jake continued to finger fuck her on the bar. John was whispering in her ear about how good it would be to see her fucking Jake again. Sue responded by rocking her hips and pushing herself towards another orgasm. "Four?" asked Jake as he watched his fingers...