Perving on the Path to Paris After a soulful goodbye kiss, I queue up at French Passport Control. The long wait gives me time to obsess over Violet. The way her body moves when she walks. Her sexy lips. Her soft, squeezable tits. Her amazing ass. Her parting glance. And most of all, Violet's irrepressible personality. Her boundless self-confidence. Her sa...
Chapter 1 It happened in Paris, more than a few years ago when I was young and tramping around Europe. They call Paris the City of Lights, they should call it the City of Whores; the place is absolutely infested with streetwalkers. Most of them are not bad, however. Not bad at all. Practically within the shadow of Notre Dame where I was confronted by a pa...
Sally and Mark had been friends of ours for a long time. My wife Sandy used to work with Sally in an estate agency in London and we often met up and went out for meals followed by visits to night clubs. We used to dance with each other's wives and there had been a bit of smooching but never anything more. Sandy and Sally both enjoyed a glass or two of wine...
It started as just another day at the office for me, of course as an installer of safe rooms my office could be almost any place in the city. For those of you who don't know, a 'safe room' is actually a vault built as a place to escape danger for those who are wealthy enough to afford one. Due to the need for high security, even I didn't know whose house I w...
LETTER VI I ended my last letter at a moment of utter prostration from the excess of lubricity I was then describing. Since then dear Louisa has devoted several days to ourselves, as well as three or four to Tom. We managed for her that she had apparently left the house, but in reality to slip back into a snug little room. I then got rid of Tom very rapidly...
For those who came in late, Matt McCoy – now Madeline Moreau – is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did...after returning to Paris, Maddy confronts her demons as she reclaims her destiny with the man who turned her into a woman. I was on cloud nine all the way to the apartment, even my taxi driver commented on how radiant I l...
Hi there this is my first story please give me all feedback you feel good & bad. * CHAPTER 01 This was a warm Sunday morning of mid-September, Gloria was lazily waking-up, she was not yet fully accustomed to her new room. She moved in this flat within a suburb of Paris less than two weeks ago. She had left her boyfriend in England and had not yet met anyo...
The next morning at breakfast, Juliette announced that she was going to take Madeline and myself to Florence for a few days. Apparently her husband was not too enthusiastic about this idea, as they had a heated exchange in Italian. It seemed that Juliette won the argument, as Stefano threw up his hands into the air and stormed out of the room. We took the n...
Pauline, I can't believe how gorgeous Paris is! The "City of Lights" is the perfect name for it. Looking out my hotel window tonight, all I can see are lights. I get to spend three whole weeks here. Amazing! Speaking of gorgeous, the bellhop who brought me to my room... well, let's just say I've added him to my list of favorite sights. LOL. Cathy Pauline...
My wife Linda and I have always played the lottery. We never expected to win, but we would often spend time talking about what we would do with the winnings. When it finally happened, it caught us by surprise and the shock lasted for several days. We held the only winning ticket to a $342 million jackpot. After taxes and taking the lump sum we cleared just o...