I don't have any idea why I even started doing it, much less why I have continued. Maybe it has something to do with when I was a small child and we had Valentine's mailboxes and mine was always empty. It's not that I am not "a man's man" in every other sense of the words, really. I played football and still spar MMA to stay in shape. I don't think I even o...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam - Dushambi and Qualor. There was not much for me do the next day after my late night medical adventure with Colonel Connors, so I when I awoke at mid day I found the tray of food that Sala had left for me from the communal breakfast. It seemed that no matter where I was or what I was involved in, Sala either found me directly or sent s...
Jim Danvers sat behind his desk on the third floor. He had been the office manager for the last five years, and the last couple of years had been quite profitable for the company. "Have to congratulate you again Jim, another year, and we've seen nothing but increased revenue streams and productivity from your floor." Charles Vanderholm stood up. The man wa...
Author's Note This story was inspired by an ad placed on a "No Strings Attached Sex"website. I contemplated dividing it into chapters, since it is quite long. I hope those who read it, enjoy it. I am indebted to BrownSugar82 and Juicy Starchild for their editing which has made my story more readable. * It was three thirty on Friday afternoon, and I was co...
Authors note... Well. I wrote this because I felt I had to. It's not a love story and has a sad, slightly sad ending. For those of you that like happy ones I suggest you don't read it. All persons in this are of a legal age and I stress that at no point is underage sex mentioned or indicated. I hope those of you who read it will like it, please forgive m...
Things settled down a little after Victoria returned from her amazing Jamaican gang bang. She still made trips away to try and quench her incredible sexual appetite but there was simply no way visits to bars and dogging sites would ever come close to satisfying the gorgeous fifty-two year old woman after that wonderful afternoon on the beach near North Point...
Issue Three – Billionaire's Date Chapter One Starling Chase was rarely nervous, even this deep into one of the rougher parts of town. Today however, she could not shake a sense of apprehension. Perhaps it was because Baker had refused to give her any information over the phone, insisting she come to see him personally. Something about the tone in his voic...
London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...
She had been asleep… she had had vague dreams of her father and mother rushing in, grabbing her and then her mother injected her with something and she went back to sleep… She woke up and looked around the room. “Oh,” she said, “I am floating again. Relax…” The blonde woman went from looking at the top of the framed painting to the bottom as she came back do...
(Many thanks to Northlander for the final paragraph, and to Dawnj for editing and smiles!) * Hal Danvers stood on the old stone bridge. It had taken him quite some time to cover all the distance from his home to the road and on to the river, and he sat down on the seat of his Zimmer frame, panting. His son, his only child, had come over for Christmas wi...