Chapter 1 The elderly British couple sitting expectantly, looked at the tieless guy in a thin-striped blue and white shirt not tucked into his pants, with a white tee-shirt beneath it entering Regis Restaurant. Beverley said coldly, "My god Charles, tradesmen are so socially unfitting these days in not coming in via the tradesman's entrance." "What's the...
So near yet so far... I enjoy writing a mix of true stories and fantasy stories and allowing readers to enjoy them on their own merits and decide for themselves which are absolutely based in reality and which are made-up. This story is no different but I would wish to plead with you that every last detail of this tale absolutely happened as related, only, I...
I had some feedback and comments about my getting some names mixed up. I apologize for that and all I can say is that occasionally the meds for both withdrawal and anxiety sort of zonk me out. Not bad enough that I end up with a bunch of gobldy gook but with Billy's and Jimmy's names so similar they just sort of happen. It is getting better the further I am...
Mandy had grown up in a small Midwestern city and was a shy girl. She had some close friends but had put aside the idea of dating in her early teens. Something about the complications of dating didn't appeal to her. It seemed like a lot of work for a few moments of pleasure. Besides, she told herself, too many of the guys she knew were pure unadulterated jer...
I'm Amy. I thought that I had made a really bad mistake; only later did I find out the truth. I ostensibly got caught cheating on my wealthy husband and got booted out of the marriage with little to my name in view of a prenup. Only humiliation followed until... ************* I guess that I had a relatively typical middle class childhood, although I wasn'...
"Do you kiss?" I asked the naked, black man who had just fucked me. "Do you want to kiss?" He replied rather frustratingly answering a question with a question as he slid his arm round my shoulders. Lying naked beside him, I looked up and saw the slight smile on his face. He really was bloody good looking I thought. I smiled back and lifting myself up a li...
My wife, Pat, and I traveled to Las Vegas to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. We had arrived on a Thursday night to spend a 3 day weekend in the sin capital of the world. We had reserved a room in the newest casino resort on the strip. I always loved Las Vegas! It seemed there was a brand new resort every time I visited this desert oasis. I had been t...
Romulus Stephen sat in his bedroom in the small apartment overlooking The Park in Vanier, around the eastern bend of metropolitan Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The big and tall young Black man sat at the computer with his pants down, and furiously stroked his dick. On screen, a sexy Black woman was banging a slim White guy in the ass with her strap-on dildo....
I would really like some feedback on this story, i am thinking of making more chapters. * When Ashton walks into a bar, time stops. I mean how often does five feet eleven inches, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds of pure sexual energy enter into the small confines of ANY bar. Men stop playing their cards and women stop playing their men. Women like this...
The newspapers expose me as an escort. My husband divorces me. I get nothing from the divorce except a few Knick Knacks and my clothing. I still have over four hundred thousand dollars in the bank after paying my lawyer. I wasn't welcome at the pottery studio where I made pots before being caught. The owner didn't allow me to renew my membership and told m...