You know the old saying, "opposites attract"? In the case of me and my lover, that statement's only partially true. Sure, there are some differences between us. Evander's nearly twice my age. I'm short and olive-skinned, while he's insanely tall and dark like pure coffee. I'm the child of Burmese immigrants, while he was born and raised right here in Harle...
Hugh O'Neill (36), sat alone in the office café mulling over lunch. The rugged-faced divorcee, wondered was it worth carrying on trying to pull in a babe. At his age, with more than a suspicion of thinning hair and signs of a developing jowl, a guy cast adrift faced the prospects of having to pay for sex. Again, was it really worth trying for sex for the f...
Gigantic Pleasure By noon next day the group was already a long way from the dwarven city. The others had indeed accepted Della into the group without any trouble and the twins especially were getting along with her like they were long lost friends. Or possibly lovers. There had been plenty of travellers during the initial stretch but once they'd turned s...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 27 *** Lucy would never cut it as an elf. She likes to act like everything just rolls off of her, but a little time getting molested by the right monstergirls, and she's a mess. An elf wouldn't succumb so easily, getting molested by monsters has basically been most of our history. Y...
Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...
I was sitting in the Raleigh Durham Airport waiting to board my flight to Minneapolis for a job interview. I had just began to weigh the pros and the cons of leaving the city I was born in and job I had been at for sixteen years to move across the country and basically start from scratch. It was a big move and I was nearly comatose in thought when I saw the...
I have a strange tale to tell. Strange, but all true. It started with me answering a personal Ad on the Internet. I began to exchange e-mail with a dynamic, intelligent, balanced, positive gal. We seemed to have quite a bit in common. I guess I can't put my finger on exactly what made her so unique, but there was something about her that came on loud and cle...
You know how I keep saying that one of these days I'm going to do something good for one of those poor kids I see out on the street all the time? Well man, I did something and I'm regretting it. I was coming home after working third shift. I was tired, looked like shit, probably smelled like chemicals and grease. I saw this girl on the doorstep to my apartm...
She was trying to be sympathetic. The voice on the phone was by turns emphatic, subdued, was male and not obviously drunk but she could tell he'd been drinking. "...I called because, because you know the players, you know what I'm up against, you know what I'm going through..." "...again", she thought as the voice rambled on. "You called me because you k...
Pissing in Claire's mouth was so much fun. It was like living a filthy little dream. The whole night was amazing, including Claire herself. I was going to have to savor the memory, because it was never going to happen again. (Read My Sweet Clairette for the full story.) If there was any solace that I could take from things, it was that even though Claire wa...