Part 6 Ohayo Ogre! November 3rd. 2000 Genki desu ka? How are you? Yesterday evening I got a phone call from one of my cousins called Aoki. That's a pretty old-fashioned name but he is only 28. He told me he heard that I've become available now. We played together as small Childs. He told me since he saw me developing when a teenager he lusted after me a...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 28 Love in the Afternoon Tuesday was dull and overcast, the weather forecast predicted heavy rain for the next few days and as the job for Caroline Brookes was the most urgent of the large projects i...
Author's note: This episode of an extended romantic memoir includes mature and group sex, and cheating, and incest, and tragedy. The tale is probably fairly fictional. All sexual acts involve conscious humans of age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. You do not NEED to read the previous two episodes (BEFORE RUTH and COMING FAST), but it...
I've been a college student now for 4 years and even though I have lived off some scholarship money, student loans, and a part-time internship that does pay a little, I'm still what I would consider, a broke college girl needing money. That was until this past spring break! I've always been an entrepreneur in training, as my mom would always say, even from t...
I had known Allison for more than 20 years before I finally made up my mind to try to fuck her. A very pretty, very classy lady in her mid-40s, Allison is quiet and unassuming and the type of woman that many men would never even notice. But I notice her. I notice them all. I love and adore women. To be more precise, I love beautiful, intelligent women wh...
It had been another long week. My workdays weren't as long, but they had become a lot more intense. Because I had been conducting second interviews, they not only took longer, they were a lot more in depth. And that created more stress, even though I was down from the fourteen hour days I'd put in the previous week and a half, to a more manageable ten to twe...
Ann lifted up the 'horse cock' blanket, as she called it, and peered underneath. She knew the answer before she looked. But she wanted to look anyway. Turning toward me as I drove down the interstate, she smiled. "So...where are my clothes, baby?" she asked. I smiled back and said, "I liked the way you looked. If you want them, they're on the floor behind...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, please note; if reading about male bisexuality offends you, hit the back space key. ***** In 1974, Richard Alan Thibodeaux took the fifty thousand dollars from his mother's life insurance policy, and instead of going to Tulane University as she had...
This story is semi-autobiographical, very semi. As a young 'tradey' working on a plumbing job at a palatial mansion, I was confronted by the vision of the young lady of the house sunbathing in a tiny bikini. What follows is where the story diverges from the biographical to, firstly and briefly, my dreams of what might have been if I was the son of a wealthy...
The only point of contention between the Wolf and the Shepard is which one of them will get to eat the Lamb. ************** As I limped into the Blarney Saloon, the noise level dropped with everyone craning their necks to look at me. Then turning away, putting their heads together, whispering. While sneaking uncertain glances in my direction. I'd be gues...