All characters are over 18. "Ola, hello, welcome to club 18 -22, I am Miguel and I am your pimp for the week," the sun bronzed Spaniard announced as he walked into the girl's room. Sandra laughed drunkenly and said, "Oh right, Pimp eh, maybe your English isn't too brilliant?" "Pimp, he said Sand!" Irene replied equally drunkenly, "Because if he's our...
Note to the Reader: I always get grief when I post a story with no sex in it, so this is fair warning: There is no raw sex in this story. It's a sexually-oriented romance about the consequences of swinging. * * * * * I had not seen Aaron Lerner in five years. Six years, once I stopped to think about it. I was at the Home Depot at Milestone Center, looking...
1 The Iglesia de Santa Rosa was as old as the poverty that plagued its neighborhood, and it had space for only a small congregation. But every Friday night the benches were filled by the local faithful, often an hour or more before the eight p.m. service. Even on the warmest summer evenings mothers and husbands, their dirty and ragged children arranged betw...
I stood in the hotel elevator, staring at the doors. As it came to the next floor. The door opened and two young women stepped in. Both were black, neither was a raving beauty, and both of them were heavy. They wore terrycloth robes and it was easy to see they were headed for a day of fun in the sun. Both of the women smiled and said hello. They had nice smi...
Authors Note: The astute amongst you will quickly spot that this is virtually the same story as Ideas, the first chapter is in fact, almost identical. The reason is that I have decided to re-write the whole thing, to write it better, to slow the pace, and make the characters more true to life, especially Irene. I hope you will indulge me and give this secon...
The following story is a work of fiction. I write fiction, while I try to make it enjoyable for as many as possible, nothing's gonna' make everyone happy. So I hope you enjoy. There's a bit of tease, followed by some group, and some cuckolding towards the end, if any of this will offend you; you might want to depart now. -Medley "I can't believe how hot yo...
Or with whom... "Oh.... Baby!" Albert whispered, "You are a great little cocksucker, aren't you!" He shivered a bit to her touch, and then, deep in her mouth, her tongue swirling around it, he said, "Careful... I don't think I can take much more of that." Her eyes smiled at his compliment. Although she'd given her husband head many times at his request, nev...
The postman handed the plain brown jiffy bag to Elaine, he smirked as he held out the delivery note for her to sign. Elaine blushed as the contents of the parcel became immediately apparent to her fingers. She scribbled her name and thanked the grinning postman. "Have fun!" he joked as she retreated behind the blue front door. Back in the kitchen she sat a...
After the events at the pub in which Irene had ended up kissing the stranger James, who she had been flirting with, the atmosphere was electric between Irene and Oscar. They went home in silence, and once there, Oscar poured them both an Osborne brandy. "You know I don't drink brandy Oscar, what are you thinking?" Irene scolded her husband more than was rea...
It was a hot day in mid September, and Irene was on her lunch break, strolling through the busy streets of Barcelona, lost in thought. She was wearing a short, lightweight summer dress, with bare legs, and smart sandals. She jumped when a rather good looking man spoke to her. "Irene? Is it you Irene?" He said, obviously recognising her. "I am Irene, yes,"...