Jeremiah's Journey By Dirk Stimson This story might have been submitted some time ago - I've re-written it. It is inspired by a man I knew in my youth who traveled the country during the depression - if you are too young to remember that time - ask your folks. Oh, one more thing one last time: My login is "Jimmela" I write as Dirk Stimson - got it?? ***...
Hello everyone, this is my first time doing this, so don't be too judgmental. I was conflicted on where to put this, I was originally going to put this in BDSM, but I realized it didn't really fit the category well as I looked over it and I decided to put it here. This is a work of fiction and everyone is over 18. Enjoy! ---------------- It was an hour be...
The next morning, I followed Uday into Sharma's office. The fat sloth again cast that lecherous look at me, and flashed me a disgusting smile. "Good to see you both. Have a seat." "Thanks Sharmaji." Uday said. "Today I have for you a few configurations that will be great for your setup." "Your configurations are always great, Uday." Sharma said. "It's the...
dedicated to Dhanraj. - Kira darling, I would like to present you a cousin, Dhanraj Singh. He has a thriving business in the United Arab emirates and in Oman. - Please to meet you, Dhanraj! I'm surprised Kyrhan had never spoken of you! - A pity as I would have loved to meet you much sooner! Dhanraj was a handsome well built man. He was wearing a quite cl...
Leena was on her second mission to Shandrakor on behalf of princess Kira. Her task this time was simple : act as a deputy of Kira in case of a major problem and provide her team of Dalits R&R to maintain their spirits on a day to day basis. The mission had begun in the pickup car that was transporting her to Shandrakor. She had not been given a seat next to...
With a last look in the mirror, I took a deep breath and headed back out to the dark and fairly intimidating hallway. I looked left to where the video booth I had just vacated was and to my disappointment, saw it had someone in it. So did the booth next door. Damn! No access to the glory hole! Maybe I should stay in the bathroom a few minutes and hope my boo...
Winter two thousand thirteen On a gloomy cold winter weekday morning I looked in on my children as they lay sleeping one more time knowing that it would be the last day, I would see them for quite a while. According to the inside source I had, a clerk working for my wife had informed me that Phyllis had filed the papers with the court the previous day. My l...
"That formula has circular references, sweetheart!" my boss told me as I titillated her clitoris with the head of my cock. Oh, so she's more of a vaginal than a clitoral, I thought to myself and changed tack. Is that normal with Indian women, I wondered. I drew out and she seemed to panic. "Vhere are you going?" as she shoved me back in with her hands on m...
Chapter 01 A Persian Woman Unveils a Hidden Passion after a Chance Encounter ----------- Orkideh ------------ "Fucking hell!" I exclaimed as I slapped at my I-phone with dread. Four a.m. was just a cruel and inhuman time to have to wake up. I was tired and also frustrated wondering why all the good dreams always seem to wait until the last few minutes of...
This story may look familiar if you've read my other stuff. It's an edit of My Step-Sisters are Nudists?! (Unfortunately I couldn't think of a title as eye-catching.) I went through and removed all the mentions of and references to any sort of future familial relationship between Matthew and the girls throughout the story, because I use my time wisely. In al...