Prologue This is a story based on historical events and dates although the main story is fictitious. I served in Singapore and I visited Rangoon in Burma shortly after the war, and saw for myself some of the atrocities that were committed by the occupying Japanese. I was in Singapore to see the Japanese loaded on to the ships to return to Japan. One ship I...
Author's notes: As incredulous as it may seem, this story is based on the lives of three lovely Asian women - Iris, Karen, and of course, Gaylene - whom I have had the good fortune to meet and subsequently bed. After some inducement, each willingly divulged her unique and intriguing sexual memories which painted a world in which a girl did what a girl had to...
The warbling of an unnamed songbird seeped into Li's dream. Slowly, reluctantly, she awoke. Sleep had been fitful throughout the night, not so much from the cold, hard floor as the terrible racket Gregory made as he ground his teeth in his sleep. Her first thought was that it was Sunday, and she had to be back in New York by tomorrow. Her second thought wa...
It would appear that this particular event that transpired must be told or else I will surely know no peace. It is a rather peculiar tale in the sense that it is true (though believe me you won't think so). The risks, personal and professional, are starkly obvious to me. ----- My name is Joe and I'm a cop. A law abiding law enforcer. ---- We were a t...
This is a serial fantasy story from the point of view of a painfully shy, under developed cuckold, about how a rich black Alpha male opens up the cuckold's very first serious love, and brings him and his puckish, but equally shy and physically under developed fiancée, into a long term polygamous living arrangement with the Alpha male's beautiful and dignifie...
This story is dedicated to my father, a prisoner of the Japanese for four years in WWII. Sadly he died before I ever understood the things that he must have experienced. My lack of understanding no doubt contributed to the estrangement between us, and my inadequate attempts to reconcile prior to his death. As I researched the story, I found many accounts fr...
She impressed the man at the agency. Although she was nearing her mid-twenties she'd pass for less than sixteen at a push, if the lighting was tasteful. Perfect for the Loving Lolita series, she was obviously legal; nevertheless she possessed sufficient charm to satiate the sweetest of appetites, and she didn't have the risibility factor of the blowsy old ta...
Mistress Lucy looked like hell on heels to Martin Prince. The diminutive Chinese Dominatrix was wearing her highest pair of black, high-heeled boots and was striding towards him with evil intentions. Martin, an overweight solicitor in his mid fifties, was totally defenceless, his hands cuffed behind his back, a ball gag rammed in his mouth, on his knees invi...
"I still don't know why you didn't have me play the swim coach," Pete said. "I would have been perfect for the role." "Well Pete, it's like this," replied Jane, "the swim coach is gonna get a Japanese dick rammed up his ass." Jane was on her own for this video, and she was feeling the heat. Monica was still on holiday, although she texted to say she'd be...
It was a beautiful afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. Sonia and I were raking leaves and clearing up the house as any couple would do on a Sunday. We were getting ready for the boss to come to our house. He was trying to strike a deal with some new clients and it was our job to entertain them. They were going to come to the House at 5 p.m. Meanwhile...