Being addicted to voyeur videos, which include females on toilets, there are some centred on the continental beach toilets, which are no more than an open row of squats over pits. Of course that means quite a few flies buzzing around and this story has grown out of those intimate scenes and my evil mind. ***** "Where the fuck you been? You missed a great...
Those of you who have been following my adventures will be aware that previously I had enjoyed a dinner party which had developed into the most sublime orgy. As a student I had been invited by my professor into his home to have dinner with his wife, the delightful and rather posh Sophie. Little did I know as I entered the ornate dining room that in an hour o...
OK, I've had a couple of technical issues (in both cases they were PEBKAC - Problem Exists Between keyboard and Chair), and I've posted the same chapter twice on two occasions. Oops! Sorry about that. As always, I value any constructive criticism, so feel free to comment. Thanks. 7 - Fake News: "Oi Mad Dog!" VJ called across the Bunker. I wish he would...
I looked up to see a three storey building towering over me. "Its quite posh isn't it." I finally spoke. Carrie shrugged her shoulders and led me to the front door. "Not quite as posh on the inside." She replied nonchalantly. We stepped through the door and what I saw astounded me. The inside of the house was even more beautiful than the outside. "Is tha...
So, the basis of these stories is that Caroline is a stuck up, nasty boss that everyone fuckin' hates, with a passion. She's mean, but pretty, although sarcastic, with a plummy English Home Counties accent. She thinks she is better than everyone else. Caroline is a Senior Partner on a Business Park/Industrial Estate and works with her Husband, Peter. He is...
AN EROTIC PICARESQUE They were quite a trio. Three generations of one family: daughter, mother and grandmother. They were all three together when I met them. It was in a bar. It was unusual enough that the three of them were out on the town together, but then they were an unusual family. Well, Grandma; we're not talking wizened old hag here. This Grandmothe...
Urban Oddballs: Mommies, Shorties, and items Oh My! Edited by Thegreat_pretender "You're so tiny, fuck... this is bad. Um, are you okay?" Barso asked, looking down at the diminutive Poppy. Poppy, a plump short-stacked dog-girl in nothing but her now oversized tank-top, stumbled over her discarded clothing towards Barso's still erect member. With her bl...
The noise made by the excited kids outside drifted upwards and though the window. They entered Patrick's subconscious and he groaned and opened his eyes. As a soldier he had woken up in many strange places, in tents and trenches all over the world, once he had woken up in hospital after coming of worse in an encounter with a landmine, but for a moment, he di...
This story is a direct follow on from my romance, "Next time in London" where I described how I met and began to get to know Sarah. Chapter 2: In London When my Grandchildren ask me what has changed most in my life time I tell them, 'communications' In the period of this story, there was no internet, e-mail, mobile phones or faxes. Trunk dialling was far f...
I stared at the spot where the boots weren't. Quite clearly there were no boots on the circular stand. I had a fairly clear idea of what they looked like - calf-high, with chunky heels and a slight platform - but since there was nothing on the stand they had to be the result of an overactive imagination. Had I been anywhere other than where I was, I would ha...