The room I was sleeping in was at very the top of the house, on the third floor, up in the attic. It had been another gloriously hot summer's day and this beautiful old 18th century stone built chateau still radiated heat from it's core. As the only ventilation was from a small skylight which was already propped open as far as it would go, the room was very...
You write me every day; you order me what to do. You give me permission when I can masturbate at work; you tell me how to do it for you. You obsess with my 34A breasts. You lovingly gave them names, Rita for the right one, Linda for the left. Your commands range from the highly erotic to the just-plain-kinky. You write me a quick note telling me to hide my v...
All my stories have a kernal (or more) of truth in them. The location here was the Florida keys. Sue gunned the jet ski as she circled around Mike and took off like a rocket. Her skimpy bikini top had been removed and tied to the handle bar - leaving her rack not only exposed to the sun, but the salt water spray as well. He couldn't tell, but for all he k...
Jill and Dave had been at their friend's house for a party. It had been a great time and they had had fun. Though not drunk, both were a little tipsy coming home, which luckily was a short drive. They pulled into their driveway and got out of the car and headed in side, laughing about some things that had been said at the party. When they got in, Karen the b...
I'd arranged a little barbecue. The main invitees were the guys from the local football team. We'd had quite a decent season (for us) and were feeling smugly pleased with ourselves. We may not be going to set the world alight on the playing field but we'd had fun, and that was the main idea. Now I didn't really expect many wives or girlfriends to rock up, a...
I met him at a drag queen bar called Tranz. Mind you, this was not a bar I would normally have frequented, but I had just gone through a very nasty divorce from my wife of nearly 13 years Deborah, partly because she discovered my attraction to drag queens and crossdressers and, believe me, she used that against me in the divorce. To add insult to injury, she...
Author's Notes: *"Chakkar" is a multipurpose colloquial Hindi word, in the present context meaning "affair". To get the best out of this story, I suggest that you should read Ch. 01 to 03 of "My Chakkar With SC" before reading on. ***** It was a few weeks after my last phone conversation with SC. I checked into a hotel upon my arrival in Mumbai on tour (...
Keela O'Rorrick moved through the halls of Greyson Manor, slowly turning off the lights. She'd been here for three months, hired by her two reclusive employers, whom she had yet to see. She'd been approached by a lawyer to see if she'd be interested in a job where she'd live on the premises, and basically have a free reign, save for when her employers told h...
He pulled into the gravel parking lot at Eddie's Porn Palace. The place was located well outside the city limits, down a winding county road in the piney woods two miles east of the Miracle Mile Racetrack. He was there to do research for a story for a regional porn magazine. He'd been given a paltry advance, but he was intrigued enough about what he'd hear...
Julie Hines sat in stunned silence, unable to believe the words that spewed from her husband's mouth. "You want me to do what?" Bill Hines made a gesture with his hand. "No big deal, just have sex with the Greg McKenzie." "No big deal, huh?" She looked at him as if he were an inmate from an asylum. He had always been an off-the-wall guy, but this- "You're...