Greetings, folks. My name is James Tomasi Bjorn. A tall, good-looking, golden brown-skinned and green-eyed man of African-American and Swedish descent. I'm currently touring North America, and like many young men, I'm looking for adventure. What kind of adventures? Well, that's what this story is all about, folks. I lead the kind of life other people can onl...
Living over Kelly's was fun but the morning of my fourth day in Port Charles it was unusually cold and I had to wait in line for a hot shower. This cute young detective by the name of Jesse had moved in and apparently believed he had a lock on the hot water. This would not do. I paid Mike the balance of my bill and sashayed my delicious behind over to Jax' h...
It is hard to know where the fascination for dressing up came from and when. Perhaps the day when I was 18 and discovered a huge stash of Escort, penthouse and club international magazines and I spent many illicit hours, cumming again and again to their amazing bodies. When I was married I started to buy a secret stash of panties and magazines that I hid in...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** I bought a new pair of Fluevog boots in Boston in April whilst on a business trip, they were well over $400, you can't get Fluevogs here in the UK. I wore them out that evening whilst eating & drinking with colleagues. I got a little tipsy! When I got back to my room, I und...
Many weeks passed since Jen had let that guy finger her in San Antonio. I still got hard thinking about it and jacked off several times imagining the possibility of someone eating her pussy. I can't explain the feelings I was experiencing. Part of me was jealous, which made my stomach knot up at the thought of another guy touching her. But another part of me...
I was staying in the same hotel as you but we had booked separate rooms. You knew I was arriving that day and told me to let you know when I had arrived. I did, you checked what room I was staying in and then said you'd let me spend the afternoon preparing myself for the evening ahead and you would let me know when you were leaving work. I had a nap then spe...
Chapter 06 – Parting Morning came too soon for both. Duncan had left a wake up call, but that was a real misnomer! He hadn't been able to shut his eyes for more than an hour or two all night. And he hadn't been able to sleep then. In the bathroom he nicked himself shaving, couldn't find his styptic pencil, then bled profusely through the toilet paper he u...
Distant Please do leave a comment and share the story if you like it.... * Karen parted her feet a little, just as she had been instructed. "Good," he said in a firm, but soft tone. Her heart raced, her breathing heavy, her eyes pressed firmly shut. Then open, but Not knowing where to look. Her bare feet pressed into the soft, earthy ground below her. Her...
As I drove home from work on Friday, I could barely contain my excitement. My wife had suggested a special weekend away and all I could think about was a weekend filled with sex! We had been married several years and had been talking about spicing things up a bit. And Beth had suggested we get a room in a nice hotel in town for the weekend and explore one o...
1. November 10, 2003 Kim opened the door of her bedroom hesitantly, and looked around. She sighed. Arnie was out doing the Leukemia run-a-thon, and Becki Lynn was visiting her folks in Maryland today. How did Kim know this? No one spoke directly to her in a conversational tone. And Denny, thank God, was at a Sci-Fi convention. Kim stepped into the hall, a...