Working in mamono farm has its benefits. Japan's gentlest cow farm had a reputation for being a man's heaven. There is a catch: The cows choose the workers: they are Holstauri, and some minotaur worker girls. And I finally got elected! Imagine the joy when I fly to japan when I received the email: "Congratulations! You have been elected to be: -1 Farmh...
Preston Rogers an ordinary white boy from Cornfield, Kansas was a nerdy, hayseed kind of a kid. It started the year that his parents bought him a microscope for Christmas. He did not want toys like the other kids; he wanted books on chemistry for the things he needed to learn, beakers for the experiments he needed to do, and slides for the samples he wanted...
Edited by Sussurrus Tuesday Morning at the Spa Tuesday morning dawned with the broken, puffy clouds typical of a summer day in the Caribbean. A few couples and small groups still slept or stumbled groggily back toward their rooms from where they'd collapsed the night before. Some people, sticky with cum, oil, or other fluids, took advantage of the showers...
Author Notes: With my birthday in a couple of days (July 21), I've decided to do a story to honor the occasion. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. No plagiarism or infringement is intended. Characters: Sean Jackson (age 32), African American, quiet, shy, can have a bit of a short fuse when irritated, otherwise smart and caring. Marisa Leipan (...
All characters are over 18. The envelope sat neatly centered on his desk, his name inscribed on the creamy paper in delicate calligraphy. Roger lowered himself into his chair, his eyes shifting left and right before they returned to his desk He pressed a button on his phone and said, "Debbie, did I have any visitors while I was at lunch?" "No, Mr. Travers,...
I met my wife while teaching at a West Coast University. She was a student. English Literature was a favorite subject for many Japanese exchange students. Although she was born and grew up in a small town in Northern Japan, she learned English early and excelled in school... earning a scholarship to the school where I had taught for 10 years. When we met, sh...
This is a follow on story from "How I Took a Japanese wife". You should read that story first for some context. ***** After the birth of our second child we decided that we needed a real Japanese nanny to teach the children how to act and speak in polite Japanese society. It was just too difficult to do this ourselves in a suburb of New York with very few...
I stood on the veranda of our beach bungalow. My name is Richard and I had just fully recovered from a morning sex session with my wife, Fatiha. I was looking forward to the day ahead as I wandered naked out on to the veranda, having just taken a shower. I am 32 years old, about five feet eight inches tall, weighing around 140 pounds and blessed with a huge...
This story is inspired by a series of Japanese videos titled "Female Sexual Esthetique." Eriko had always been close to her Grandmother, who had spoken at length about her life in Japan until she died last year. Eriko was amazed at the stories her grandmother told, things that her mother would never even mention. During her grandmother's life, the sexual no...
Author's notes: This is a stroll down memory lane to a time when the world as we knew it was undergoing dynamic and radical social change. It was a time fondly remembered for we were young, life was simple, and love was carefree. I share with you recollections of a special woman and what it was like then. The standard discloser of everyone being eighteen-ye...