My friend first turned me on to the agency when I was 19. We were both in college and loved to party, drink, smoke pot, do coke, acid, whatever, and just fuck about with boys. By the time I turned 19 I'd already had over 30 lovers. Some were older guys in their 30s and 40s. Some were my age. And I'd had a few girls too. I don't know, I'd just get wasted then...
After some fantastic leather-clothed and booted sex, I was about to take the lovely Emma out for a pub supper at "The Stag in Rut" in Bodling. I had only met her earlier that day at the barber shop in Bodling, where she worked, when she had given me rather more than a haircut. We had quickly realised that we shared a number of fetishes, including boots, leat...
Dear Reader, if you have followed my escapades, you may remember that I left my two playmates sated (at least temporarily) and escaped to walk the dog. I took a longer walk to give Travis time to clean up, compose himself and depart. My walk was uneventful. A male jogger passed us and made another lap coming up behind us at a slower pace. I sat on the bench,...
Your feedback to these chapters is especially appreciated by Kait and that kinda works well for me too! ***** Sunday crept in slowly and quietly. Mel wasn’t in the bed when my eyes opened. Thankfully Kait was present. She was sprawled out face down with her left leg hanging over my right. My right hand was on the small of her back. I studied her lithe form...
Mike pulled the corvette into a parking spot in front of the small inn. As Stacy checked them in, he looked over a brochure for the place. It was located on about 30 acres overlooking a small lake complete with walking trails and secluded picnic areas. There was an outdoor spa/hot tub situated in a secluded garden, perfect for a late night dip. The setting w...
Author's Note Last chapter I mentioned that my friend Kate who would have loved to have the opportunities that Jill in the story has, is having a difficult time. When her money ran out she moved back with her husband, after which he was diagnosed with cancer and recently passed away. She feels guilty now having the desires and wild times she did, but she al...
When something happens, something really big, even life-changing, do you let it slip away without a word? Do you want to forget what you did, what was done to you, hoping it will fade into unscarred perfection? Or do you mull over that grain of memory and coat it and polish it until it shines like the lustrous pearl in a keepsake necklace? Well, as you mig...
Since meeting Louise and Simon we have become good friends and have recently met up again for some nice horny fun. Simon had been chatting with Mike and mentioned a guy at his local golf club was getting married. Not someone he knows very well, just a member who he has had the occasional game with and a drink with. The guy had mentioned his sons upcoming m...
It started on a mate's stag night/bachelor party, - whatever you know a bloke's traditional booze-up before his wedding as. A crowd of us hit the town, crawled the bars and eventually ended up at a lapdancing club, ahem, as you do. . . A good time was had by all, plenty of dances were bought, and the general agreement was what goes on the stag, stays on the...
Well, where do I start? My husband had been invited to a stag party by a friend of a friend who he had meet at a meeting a several weeks ago. It was to be a private party held in a large hall that they were hiring for the occasion so they could have a good time, porno films, strip o gram, etc, but he had also told me that he had been asked to show the video...