I flew to Australia. You booked a hotel room and then greeted me at Adelaide International airport. Familiar with the airport you had already planned where you’d take me, and how you would do me. You greeted me with a kiss when I stepped off the plane and lead me away into a quiet hall way. Guiding me to a room you locked the door behind us, and assisted m...
I have what I started calling, a few years ago, a Janus Complex. I do not believe this is an actual condition as listed in the DSM, and psychiatric types would likely scoff, but I believe it's real. Janus, as you may know, was the two faced Roman god of beginnings and passages - hence he looks in two different directions. In my case, it represents two opposi...
I'm driving around the city. I have on meeting after another to go to. God, I hate lunch rush hour. Makes me insane. My a/c isn't working, so that is making the drive even more miserable. My cell phone rings. It's you. You're sexy voice makes my pussy tingle. I can feel the juices starting to flow. I can barely drive straight. You ask me if I'd like to make...
You have been in a seminar all day and I've been supervising kids and both of us are looking forward to adult time with some entertainment. This evening you are attending a cocktail party that I am able to slip into with no issues on recognition or questions asked. The crowd will be large and we will most likely go unnoticed. You show up early because it is...
It was August of 2006, and I read an e-mail from my pen pal Nadia, saying that she would be flying into New York in a week for a vacation. I felt as if God had answered my prayers, because I had been dying to meet her for some time. Nadia was from Guam and I first saw her picture on the free online dating site called PlentyofFish in the fall of 2004. I found...
It was fifteen past four when I took my car and started driving without a right destiny. I was very desolate and despaired with the mysterious disappearance of Rachel, my girlfriend. I was in a business travel in Buenos Aires, and her mother sent me a mail, very preoccupied because her daughter doesn't had returned home since last night, without giving any n...
As I pressed the accelerator pedal of the Range Rover, pushing it far beyond the legal speed limit, I watched in the rear view mirror as the prostitute squirmed and giggled in my husband's lap; his penis thickening and pressing against her buttocks through the fabric of her tight leopard print dress. I watched as he pulled her dress up around her hips, pushi...
My wife and I are high-maintenance travelers, I admit it. We prefer to fly if at all possible. We err on the side of high end hotels and resorts, the more amenities and services the better. But a few years ago, we thought it would be fun to pack up the car and do a long driving vacation, maybe see some sights that we otherwise wouldn't while soaring above th...
This is a fantasy. A fantasy I wish would come true I admit, but at present still just that. * I am the slave of Mistress Anna. I have no idea what she looks like, or, in fact anything about her. She responded to an advert I placed on the Internet about two months ago. I had no experience of the BDSM scene and was keen to find out more and so I advertised...
The two of us decide to take a vacation together. We've only been seeing each other for a few weeks now and are still smack dab in the middle of the "honey-moon" phase. We can barely keep our hands off each other and have decided it's time we make a little trip. We make a reservation at a hotel near a nice state park and arrive, checking in and walking into...