Sian was on her way to work. This was her first day in a new job, but not the ordinary kind of 9-5 job. She was about to become a prostitute, a whore, a hooker, call it what you will. She and her husband Ross were both made redundant from their work 6 months ago after 10 years with the company. They had joined within a month of each other, met, fallen in l...
The morning dew rested on everything outside the kitchen window. The morning's moistness covered the front lawn and everything within eyeshot of the window. The rain the night before had caused an eerie mist to come and blanket the whole of outdoors making visibility low from every window in the house. Annette had peaked out of the living room window to se...
The Village 03 -- Monday Morning in the Gite MONDAY morning Beth woke up, Denise was opening the curtains, singing happily. "Please don't do that EVERY morning." said Beth grumpily, putting her head under the bedclothes. "Tut, tut." said Denise happily, "Not so happy as were last night when Pierre was giving you a final shag!" "It's all your fault!" sai...
All text and dialogue is translated from French. * Daniel had first glimpsed Andrée at the beginning of the occupation, when it was still all about students. She had stood on the steps of the Sorbonne, that great institution of French Enlightenment, and hollered through a megaphone that the French Enlightenment was full of shit, and that they would rise up...
This story is the ninth in a series. Hopefully, it can be read pleasurably as a stand-alone work. The previous installments give some context. This installment starts slowly but, hopefully, gets warm towards the end. ***** Not long after Claire and Rick's bottomless party, Mala got another call from Claire. Mala called Sarah, Carla, and me into a conferenc...
I am sure that Al doesn't want to leave Sue, but I'm not sure why. Last Nude day, she admitted to all of us how much she craves a variety of cock, even Dan's, my husband's, tiny excuse for one. But what do I want? Before last National Nude day, I was private and conservative. However, all it took was a few drinks and meeting my ex boyfriend and his wife befo...
Walking at Leisure. Chapter 1 The First Walk It had been a long 18 months. We both needed a break. To satisfy that need we booked a week in a wood lodge on the outskirts of Thornton Dale. There were another dozen lodges on the site. We chose this particular place because it was quiet, amongst stunning North Yorkshire Moors' scenery, and part of Dalby Fore...
Sal rummaged through a big cardboard carton and pulled out a pair of leather chaps like cowboys wear. He reached in and got a brown leather vest to go with them, and completed the outfit by handing her a cowboy hat. "Put these on," he said gruffly. "I've got to give some instructions to Mike." Carol assumed Mike was the M.C and wriggled her way into the ch...
Gurl and Janis spent Friday night locked in the passion pit with Kevin and Dennis. They all slept late and emerged looking rumpled but very happy. When I asked Janis about it, she said, "Those two men are great! We went from midnight to dawn and everyone had every hole filled in every possible way . . ." Janis paused dramatically, ". . . except one." She loo...
If it is illegal to read this where you are from, don't. If you are legal and enjoy the story please send feedback. * It all started with a bit of dust wiped on a subway handrail in New York City. The man who did the wiping came from Iran, though Turkey and into London. The dust was smuggled in the cotton stopper in an aspirin bottle. The first commuter t...