Standing in the long queue in the Customs Hall, I estimated the crowd in front of me to be above 200. My eyes scanned the customs agents, computed how many people they would each process, on average, before my turn would come. As one lucky arrival approached an agent, I began ticking off "one-thousand one, one-thousand two," until the processing was complete...
It was the summer of 1967, that's the closest I can come to a date. I had been back for Asia for about two weeks when my uncle called. "Hey Marty, what you gonna do tonight?" "Hell the same thing I have done every night since I got home. I'm gonna find a bar and try to get lucky." "Instead of doing that come over to the club." "Come on Uncle Deacon, The...
I was buried deep inside Rich's fine, hot ass while Sherry spoke to Sanjay on the phone, and I was more than a little amused at how Sherry seemed to get wetter as she told him enough to lure him into her honey trap. I was even more delighted as Sherry sought to sit down and Brit offered her own face as a stool. There was my now ... and once again, Anglo-Indi...
It was the last full day of break on South Padre Island. Sara and Patsy were to fly home tomorrow, back to the school grind. Sara was more than ready. She had broken all her best laid plans in order to be laid best. She didn't feel bad about it; she had a great time and now felt like sex was a normal thing for her to do. But, she was ready to get back to som...
I raised an eyebrow at him and gestured at his rising cock. "Are you ready for round two already?" He grinned. "I guess I am. Look what you do to me, Ms. Keys." Ah, the quick turnaround time of the young man. It had been so long since I'd been with anyone under the age of 35 that I'd forgotten how quickly a stud in his prime could be ready to go again. I w...
I sat quietly. Contrite. My husband Bill stalked back and forth in front of me. Seething. I couldn't imagine him (I didn't want to imagine him) anymore angry than he was right now. He had every right to be angry. I don't know what angered him more: the red welts across my ass, cum splattered breasts, or my inability to explain any of it. Earlier today I w...
It had been three weeks since they had met in person and to say he was astonished at how well her training was going would be an understatement. Even now as he looked up from his place at the kitchen table he could see her busily dusting, vacuuming, cleaning and generally making sure the house they now shared was tidier than it ever had been before. Of cour...
Author's note Thanks for reading. This is my first attempt at posting. *************************** It's late Friday night, and I've just gotten through eating with friends. The anticipation of meeting you later causing butterflies in my stomach, and me to be entirely too impatient during our meal. I call you as I get closer to the outside of your building...
My goal when I started writing was to do at least 100 stories, and to more or less lay out a chronicle of my life. Some of them were fantasies, sure, but fantasies are a part of me, too. The vast majority are true, mostly. Oh, I added a few things here and there to try and spice things up a little. The women I met got prettier in time and my mind. I became...
All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it. The Perks of Being a Podcaster by MrMaxLord (MF, Oral, Anal, Cons) Chapter 11: Troian Bellisario Guest Appearance by Hailee Steinfeld ***** It was the last morning of my train trip back to L.A. and I was exhausted. Though honestly, who could blame me? I'd just...