PART 10: A NEW START Fortunately, Martin had his wallet with him, so they were able to pay for the cabbie to take them to the airport. There, they rented a car and headed back toward their homes in Los Angeles. "Well, I wonder what Josky and the guys are doing now?" Martin chuckled as he drove. Holly sat in front next to him, with Staci in the back seat....
15 years ago my ex girl friend Kelly taught me to love cum. I was a naughty married 40 year old and she was an experienced 47-year-old whore. I knew when we started dating that she was a slut and didn't bother me, it actually added to the excitement. One night I arrived at her home around 9pm. I let myself in her house and met her in the bedroom where she w...
This is a new story which I have posted elsewhere too. I hope you enjoy it but if bodily functions aren't your thing you may prefer to give it a miss. ***** It was twenty past eleven on a Sunday morning. Anne closed the churchyard gate behind her, content that whatever people thought of her, she'd at least done her duty. Being the rector's wife wasn't easy...
PART FOUR - BODRUM - 1 - On a peninsula of dry land surrounded by deep blue seas and bright blue skies, the town of Bodrum has become in recent years a magnet for tourists seeking the sunshine and beautiful beaches of the Aegean Sea. The thousands of people who come from across the world to enjoy the universal sunshine of this stretch of coast are mostly u...
We were just relaxing after everyone else had left the party. Erica slumped back on the couch, kicked off her flip flops, wiggled her toes, and patted her stomach. "Oooh, I am so full, and my poor belly hurts from eating all that pizza." She rubbed her hands in gentle circles over her stomach, and looked up to see my reaction. I returned her gaze, and ask...
Black women are rude. Black women are arrogant. Black women are too damn bossy. Black women are too feisty. Yeah, you and I hear that shit every day. I'm a Black guy who loves bossy Black women and for the longest time, I couldn't seem to find the Black dominatrix of my dreams. How weird is that shit, for real? My name is Michael Franciscan, and I'm a young...
Part One An Invitation of Sorts It had been seven months since he had met his Mistress. What started as 'just a job' had turned into a life-altering adventure. Everything he did now was controlled by the woman he called 'Mistress.' Everything. He had always been fascinated by panties. Mistress told him that all men are, that all men are jealous of the pr...
This is only my third written story so if you could leave comments they would be very appreciated. Thanks! She came up behind him in the airport and wrapped her arms around his neck, her breasts pressed against his shoulders and back of his head. He had waited so long for that feeling, spent so many nights wishing for that, wanting that, imagining her sme...
Lighting up the parking lot of the Days Inn Motel were the blue and white lights of a cop car. The police called on the motel frequently as the homeless often wandered into the lobby. Usually they were seeking warmth and didn't bother anyone. But the cops still visited. So said the desk clerk when Victoria Boone and Roi Smith had checked in downstairs. Upon...
Part 1 – Japan As Master Kato was seated in the gardens of his new home about an hour's drive out of Tokyo, relaxing and reading a few magazines and papers, near the little bridge over the koi pond in his garden, he heard a young female voice calling to him. At least, it appeared to be him, from the road on the other side of the hedges. It was only about on...