They sat by the canal, sipping beer, watching the world go by, well, not the entire world. There were no old people or children, no religious zealots or women of a certain age, this was Amsterdam, and the street they were in was not a place that any of those people visited, this wasn’t a family playground, but one of a different sort altogether. It was earl...
There is certainly something to be said for the purported moral decline of the UK. Meeting girls in Aberdeen was never short of rewarding but with the diversity of our population, the internet, acceptance of pornography, changing values its amazing just how flexible the boundaries of what is acceptable are, if you are prepared to push a little. So here I am...
Conclusion Life was good. Very good. I had a job that I enjoyed and paid me well, servicing sex-starved women. A hobby that I enjoyed, learning about computers. And a 'girl friend', albeit only fortnightly, with the sort of beauty wars have been fought for. It couldn't last. The fortnightly meetings continued. And intensified. When I was available, Jenny...
When I returned home from work that night, I called David. "Come visit me in London." He said. "Yes." I reply. "I'll pick you up in my private jet," He offered. I told him it wasn't necessary, that I could afford a coach flight on my own. "don't think you understand my proposal Kate..." He continued. "I'm going to fuck you at max altitude." I was so...
The following story happened when I was out in L.A. working in the corporate gym of a large film studio out there. I worked as a personal trainer to some of the executives who made the movies and found out details of the films they were making and information about the stars who worked there. The latest production they were filming was a big budget remake of...
The worst thing about being away from home on her own for work, Dee decided, was being away from home, alone and staying in a hotel that was being used for a private function where everyone else seemed to know each other and were obviously enjoying themselves. She sipped her drink and cast a look around the bar. As she scanned the room, she noticed two men...
My name is Michelle and I enjoy being an exhibitionist. I like to tell true stories of exposing myself or being exposed by my boyfriend. If I get a good response to this story, I'll write more. I think true stories are much more exciting to read than made up stories, although true stories tend to be a bit less wild. I had an exciting weekend. My boyfriend...
Emma stood in the cool bedroom, shivering slightly and feeling more terrified than ever -- and this had been a day of quivering fear and mixed dread and anticipation. Three weeks earlier, she had been at her Catholic boarding school, finishing her 'A levels' and wondering if she would get the grades that she needed to study history of art and when she could...
We've been in the bar for about 20 minutes. You are on your second drink and I can see that you are beginning to relax so I lean across and whisper, "Why don't you slide your knickers off and give them to me?" I see your eyes widen, but your mouth lifts and I can tell that you're excited by the suggestion. You look around the bar; it is quite full but everyo...
Roger was looking forward to reporting to Grinning Griely although it had nothing to do with the Chief Superintendent. He wanted to see if Georgina would smile at him again. He was in the anti-room waiting. He was obviously lost to the world, Georgina touched his arm breaking his reverie, the touch bolstered him. "Penny for your thoughts," she said. Roger...