So if you're wondering. I'm uploading these (or going to.) Upload my 'Diary entries', a few at a time. So that i hit the seven Hundred and Fifty word requirement. Cause even though I will be writing what i intend to be a bunch of entries, of my Masturbation habits. Possibly Fantasies, it's early days regarding this Diary (and/or) Blog. They will probably end...
Hidden Hermazon Island Somewhere in the North Atlantic 2018 A.D. The sun shone warmly through the softly shimmering dome of the cloaking field onto the paradisal shores of Hidden Hermazon Island. The island's pristine jungles were teeming with exotic and beautiful animals the likes of which could not be seen anywhere else on earth. Dominating the forest s...
As dawn broke on the morning of the Islands open day Dave felt Ama shudder and come. He eased his head back from between her legs and savored the smell and taste of her wet African pussy. His mouth had made love to many pussies in the dark that night without really seeing them. He had stroked them, smelt them, kissed them, nibbled them, licked them, finger...
Don and Traci were on their second sailing cruise. The first, on their 25th anniversary, had been so much fun that they had gone home and quickly saved enough money for a return trip. They were blown away by their first trip. The food, the weather, the scenery, and the new friends they had made were all outstanding. But especially the sex. They had made love...
"Tariq, I am your death come walking, there's nothing you can do to save yourself from me," Khadija Singh said, a wicked smile on her face. I looked at the tall, curvy and leather-clad South Asian beauty I'd loved so much, once upon a time, and cursed myself for turning her into the monster she's become. The hatred I saw in Khadija's lovely eyes shocked me.....
The nurse panicked and dropped the syringe. This was getting heavy. She looked at me in total shock - she had not expected to be discovered in her unauthorised activities: she just stood there like stone. What was she doing, and how was it connected to my case? "What are you up to?" I asked her, doing my best to sound casual, not surprised as I was. She h...
Drey Alfred and his wife Lucy crossed their home's threshold with relief. Shoulders heavy with exhaustion, they slouched as they removed their coats. Lucy's thin, almost superfluous coat was selected because it was necessitated by genteel society and not by the frigid weather. All she had wrapped around her smooth plump shoulders was a modest shawl half cove...
Author's Note: So, after Part Two what else could come but Part Three, and our adventurous columnist Allie and her husband Patrick have well and truly settled into life on Blackwell Island. But there is still more to discover about this island of naked inhabitants, and many more erotic rituals to discover and new friends to make. As always, all characters...
The trip up the river was hilarious. Three pregnant women in various stages of their pregnancy and various stages of undress lay all over Dave's old fishing boat as it chugged up river against the tide. His best mate Charlie stopped repairing nets as they motored up to the fish board wharf to refuel. "Christ Dave their all up the duff, is that all your work...
Vol. 1: The Redhead So, this is a little weird. I'm on an island in no man's land. Nice. I'll explain. I was flying my single-engine plane over the Atlantic ocean. It actually, truth be told, was, is, not my plane. I wanted to fly, having just received my pilot's license. The urge was incredible and I didn't have the money to rent. I rushed out at Teterbor...