"Vaughan!" Jemima pounced as I closed our front door behind me, before I'd even dropped my briefcase and gym-bag. She flung her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips, ensconcing me in black cotton, bleached hair and the overpowering aroma of her special occasion, vetiver bath oil. Her tongue ram-raided my mouth and her heart knocked against...
This story is based on real account; however the names of main characters have been changed. "Why don't you guys go ahead for the Safari World? I slept rather late last night hanging around town, so I'm going to doze through for a few hours. I will catch you guys for lunch when you all come back." I said to the four men at the breakfast table, cutting ginge...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission, and denigrating terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. This is the second chapter in this series and picks up immediately after the first chapter. I recommend that you read Craigslist Cumslut first. In case you decide not to here is a summary....
It was a Friday evening, and we'd gone over to Dave and Julie's for a meal. We'd known them for years, back to when Dave worked in the same office as Jane, my wife. Although both had left the company ages ago, Jane and David kept in touch through various work-related contacts, and we met up a few times a year to catch up with things. Dave had divorced a cou...
This is a fictionalised account of events that actually took place. There are Indian men who think of their women as husband-worshipping zombies. Indian women are undoubtedly devoted wives but they are also a vibrant lot with wild and varied emotions sloshing within them. It is up to the men to make the best of a good bargain. "I suspect I am a troilist," s...
It was with a mix of apprehension and anticipation that I landed in this charming little town in the Middle East. As a young man early in his career, this was a great career opportunity. The fact that I'd be on my own with not even an acquaintance in the place added to the excitement. However, this was tempered by the cultural sensitivities of this quaint pl...
Thai drove through the outskirts of Zenith toward the center of the city. At this point the sky was lighter. The black of night had already faded to a deep blue which started fading into orange. She could see a thick brown layer of smog congesting the skyline of multistory domes and buildings around the city's central hub. With every city block closer to the...
Things at work had been tough. The recession had bitten hard and I was working twice as hard for half the results. Numerous meetings, lots of chat and very few contracts. Everyone had said that they were sticking around for the summer but when I tried to get in touch, they were all on holiday. I was getting stressed and needed to unwind. As I hadn't been ea...
The day had passed slowly and I was constantly checking the large wall clock, hoping time would somehow move a little quicker. Finally, my last class for the day finished, with the students standing and giving me a parting wai. Another day as English Instructor at the Happiness Recycling Centre was over and I had one thing in mind - getting back to my guesth...
Episode nine of the erotic photo journals of an English Teacher in Thailand. I guess this all began nine months previously while drinking with my buddy Dave in the UK. After a few beers, he had turned to me and said: "Tony, why don't you leave that f... lazy, money grabbing slag wife of yours? Tell me, Joanne fucks you how many times a day?" I looked...