We met online, and as luck would have it, we lived in the same city. During our second chat, I invited Matilda out to dinner. She accepted, and we arranged to meet at The Old Federal the next evening. The Old Federal was a heritage-listed pub that had been tarted up to attract the well-heeled mob, who liked the adventure of slumming it on the edges of a rec...
We awoke late, I was definitely addicted to my recently acquired toy-boy, James, and both of us understood this, albeit in different ways. Now it was time to bind him to me equally tightly. Which of us was truly conscious first I don't recall, but as we surfaced I was soaking with lust and he rigid with anticipation. Considering his state of arousal, his lov...
Chapter 01: Fuck Buddies, Lovers and Other Complications Q. How do you choose between four beautiful women? A. You don't. ***** I was having my third orgasm of the day; it was coming on slowly and I had almost reached the point of no return. We were in the executive conference room of McKennitt & Company. Everyone had left to go home hours earlier excep...
Just to be certain about it, there is no proof of there being a God, nor is there any proof that there isn't a God. No one knows one way or the other. Further, all of those books of the Old and New Testament with names given to them, no one knows who actually wrote any of them. Yes, there probably was an Isaiah and a Jeremiah, even a Paul, and Paul may have...
***Authors Note*** This was written by a friend of mine and I told her I would post it here...I made a few edits and changes, but the story is all hers...Be sure to leave public feedback for her...maybe you can convince her to post regularly and become a member. Love always, Alexis * * * * * "So what are you gonna be doing for this new company?" Jazmyn as...
THE OPALS CLUB The 'Older People Actively Loving Sex' Club "What do you mean, 'I'd probably qualify.' You mean to have sex with some stranger in your 'secret club?'" The sarcasm in my tone of voice was palpable. My friend Megan Cook had just shocked and aroused me, but then openly talking about sex usually does that to me, and I'd probably just shocked he...
Until the day I die, I will fight you bozos. Seriously. My name is Eric Wahid, and I'm a guy with problems. I was born in the City of Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, in early February 1987. My father Joseph Wahid is Ethiopian and my mother Catherine Al-Mansur is Lebanese, of Maronite Christian extraction. I lived an ordinary life in the City of Beirut with my...
I knew I should have stopped at the third drink. I had not eaten anything since breakfast and the rum went straight to my head, eliminating any common sense. And there I found myself, standing on top of the table at the Alibi Lounge Bar and Grill, announcing a "Blue Light Special" on blowjobs. I love giving head, and the rum just prompted me to share my lo...
Jenny took the liberty to take me to her cousin's place on the Yorkshire Moors; she'd been on about it ever since we'd met a year ago, so went just to keep her quiet. I am glad I did in consequence of what happened... We drove up on a Sunday morning and we were warmly welcomed by Jennifer, to whom Jenny introduced me as ger cousin. She said to help ourselv...
This is a true report about the compassion of five women, and a complex scam that was played on them. On a different level, it is an interesting study of people. The site of our story is an old apartment building on Bank street, in Burlington, Vermont. One five bedroom apartment was occupied by five girls, all of whom attended the University of Vermont. To...