Journal entry, September 11, 2002 It cost me a small fortune, but I finally got the information I wanted. The ticket cost another pretty penny, but I knew it would be worth it. Now if I can just find the Howard Theatre. I am not familiar with the city, so it takes me a while. When I finally get there and park, it is already a little after 8:00. Can’t b...
The building that housed Flamingo’s sat on the banks of the Ohio River. The joint had been an orphanage back in the 1890s. Access to the river and close proximity to three state lines lent to its usefulness - the place even had some history as a stopover in the Underground Railroad. Unfortunately, the orphanage went belly up in the early months of 1918 when...
My thanks to Steve for providing me the main characters and events of the story. He’s a real hair lover. My job at the Stilwell Hotel at Pittsburgh was undoubtedly boring. As a limo chauffer almost always my brief was to drive to the Pittsburgh State University. The Hotel was in a bad shape and I was falling behind in my mortgage. Life was tough ever since...
Jessica paused for a moment and said to Monica, “Looks like your boyfriend is ready to go another round. I think its time to learn how to deep throat. What do you think? Ready to give it a try?” Monica said, “Oh yes, yes. Please! I loved drinking his cock cream. I want more. I want to learn everything there is to know about sucking dick!” Jessica said, “OK...
"Justice is incidental to law and order." ~ J. Edgar Hoover 1 Mike McKay liked the sound of the morning rain on the roof of his Mustang 2001 Bullit GT. He had the window slightly down, listening to the faint, echoing rumble of thunder in the west over the lake. His sleek, Dark Highland Green was parked in front of Dooley’s Diner where he had just ha...
After Tommy came in my mouth and all over my face I licked him clean, then hustled him to the door. “My husband will be home any minute now!” I intentionally didn’t clean his cum off my face. Instead I made him kiss me on the lips, taste his own cum on my lips. Then I hustled him out the door. I was still standing in the living room in just my thigh-hi’s...
He was the sweetest man, my first husband. George Rhys Iain Mountbaterze, nineteenth Duke of Aarnaarn, was sixty-eight years old when he discovered my eighteen year old body sunbathing topless for the very fist time on the Costa del Sol. I’m six feet and three inches in height with breasts that must be fitted in the specialty shops. My toes and fingers were...
From last time: Feeling myself tighten with my impending orgasm, she now had one finger in my ass, 2 fingers inside my pussy and her tongue still working on my clit. In seconds I could feel myself vibrating and twitching with my orgasm. The juices flowed freely from my body and she lapped them up with small slurping sounds, making sure to get them all. Peop...
Role-playing is something my husband and I have done for years to introduce more excitement into our sex lives. We’ve tried a variety of ideas ranging from the French maid scenario to the car mechanic servicing more than my car! For a couple in our 40’s, I think we have fared better than most other couples, when it comes down to sex! I’ve always been very r...
A few years ago, my husband and I honeymooned on St. Martin, where we had an unbelievable experience. There are several nude beaches on St. Martin, the most well-known being Club Orient on the French side of the island. But on the Dutch side, Cupecoy Beach is very secluded, accessible only by a steep, rocky path, well off the nearest dirt road. There is a...