Jordan slipped quietly out of bed. It was much too early to wake Samantha, and he was going to do his best to go about his morning routine and catch his 6 a.m. train without her even knowing he was gone - short of the love note he'd leave rolled in the handle of her coffee mug. He collected his charcoal-gray suit, a crisp white dress shirt, his cuff-links a...
This was written by a special friend of mine, I liked it so much I told her I would publish it here. She was overjoyed. I think some of you will be, too. She wants to know if you want to hear more. Dr S Crow * Being a midgette means I get some of the best sex a woman can ever desire because, being so tiny, this always means I get the biggest, thickest coc...
I've been fortunate in my life to have a lover who was an absolute, no-doubt-about-it nymphomaniac. She just flat-out loved sex, and couldn't get enough of it. Anytime, any way, and any place. In private or in public. With one guy, or two guys, or multiple guys. Vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex, and everything in between. She was an insatiably wild and horny...
First Times... First times are always the best or so they seem that way... well this is the first time that I am writing a story for the public... I have written for friends. First time story, first time experience. This happened back in the early 90's and is true. My wife and I had been married for many years and, of course, had experimented with many dif...
The Marshall looked down at his captive. The notorious Wild Rose, a red-headed temptress and prick teaser of men, stripped and handcuffed to the bed. ‘I told you to settle down, Wild Rose. Now you have forced me to strap you down, with your hands above your head, and each leg tied to the corners of the footboard. The punishment must fit the crime, and your l...
There I was at your office building. Wasn't it nice of me to bring you your lunch? I loved walking in there in my little denim skirt and a short blue top that exposed my belly, but was still respectable. I saw your co-workers stare and I smiled at you, knowing that you were proud. I flipped my hair over my shoulders and made no attempt to hide the fact that...
This continues the story of Tracy and John that started with a prolog in "Tracy's Journey -- CH 00." While this chapter probably can stand on its own, the prior installments provide some valuable context. * After a flight in which we joined the "mile high club" (the usual bathroom thing -- not worth reporting in detail), we landed in Munich. We then toured...
Our Early Dress-up surprise games. Dress-up surprise, my Turn I SAW A BIG BOX IN THE BIG BOX STORE We were addicted to those small Strip Clubs in Peoria and a few other nearby towns in the Mid-West. Seems as though as fast as the County or a city shut one down another appeared. The nice thing about this was we saw fresh titties and made new friends who we...
Tommy walks out of the glass door, with a big smile on his face. School had just let out for the summer, and now it was time for nothing partying, partying, and maybe a little more partying. Tommy, who was going to be a senior the following fall, was a popular kid. He was the QB for the varsity football team and a promising second baseman for the baseball te...
THURSDAY AT THE CONDO. Condo #13 Game 27 Either Slim or Al would be over around noon, we were told. Please, not too early, and please only one of them, we said. Our reason for having only one over now was figuring neighbor Jerry would be barging in. We liked Jerry. Dollie called him cute and Jerry was fun, funny, and often had a surprise or too. So Jerry...