Sue here, the red-head from Yvonne's stories. She convinced me to write up some of the things Paul and I have done. I tried getting this story on paper/on screen; it was crap. I learned that I may be an exhibitionist, but I'm no writer! So, Yvonne is serving as a public ghost writer for my adventures. We'll post them as "Yvonne presents..." But first an expl...
The Escape Riddick easily got to the hangar without being detected even though he had a captive with him now. Once reaching Toombs' ship, he managed to take out two of the crews loitering there. They never knew what hit them. He strapped Bryant onto a cot behind the cockpit and tight up her hands and legs. By the time the others realized what had happene...
Joanna could not remember exactly how she had come to be pinned on the floor looking into the eyes of Matthew... She remembered teasing him about his choice in women, or something like that, while they watched TV side by side on his black leather couch. Unexpectedly, he playfully tackled her and they went rolling onto the floor, laughing as each struggled t...
After completing her training as a masseuse Jolene went looking for her dream job as a masseur on a cruise liner. Caribbean Cruises came to her rescue with an offer as a full time masseuse on their regular cruise from Miami to Aruba and Vera Cruz. On the second morning aboard ship Sly was up early and getting ready to hit the deck to see what was so exciti...
The soft breeze of brisk winter air coming through the window chilled her as she closed the bathroom door behind her. The little decorative window had probably been opened to let out some of the steam from the morning showers, but now that the sun had gone down, the cold was too much. She immediately crossed the room and shut it tight before lighting a few o...
When it comes to sex and relationships, the general impression I get is that most women think men are pigs. I know this is probably a sweeping generalization, but, like I said, it's my impression, which, admittedly, has been influenced by the media and conversations I've overheard. One day not too long ago, I stopped to consider if I would classify myself as...
Chapter 17: Football Fun And Frolics On Friday, Katie and I were invited round to Richard's and Jenny's (the couple for whom I occasionally 'baby-sit') for an afternoon of fun and frolics with them and two of Richie's mates, Kenny and Mike. As it turned out, Jenny, Katie and I had to 'wait' on the guys, pandering to their needs as they watched the football...
Ch. 2: The Morning After After a late night party most people need a little pick me up to get them going for the day, on this particular morning my pick me up was not so little! and came in the form of Bill's gorgeous hard cock! After the fantastic, and totally unexpected threesome with Tom and Bill the night before, I woke up surprisingly early, about 9 o...
I was early, as I had been for my meeting at work that morning. Being early for a business meeting is fine – it gives you a chance to martial your thoughts before the client arrives. Being early for a meeting with the two men who plan to fulfil one of your sexual fantasies is not fine. It gives you time to consider chickening out before they arrive. The...
"Mestre Damaso?" I stood before the cave, my hands folded. I ignored the wind and the cold, my head bent down a little out of respect for the spirits that I might cross. The moon was just barely a sliver in the sky, and I hoped that I didn't come too early. I waited a bit and heard nothing. Perhaps my voice was too soft for him to hear. I patted the edge o...