Welcome back. In the first chapter of the series, I described hooking up with a young woman in my hostel. She'd moved on, and I had a couple of days still in Bangkok, enjoying what might come my way. While she was my first non-American, and I discovered a latent flair for public sex and the danger associated, I was still pretty much on the same sexual plane...
Note from the authoress: Not sure where the idea for this story came from but I am sure that some will find it sexy and others won't. Each to there own I guess but please feel free to give feedback provided it's constructive. * * * * * Felicity looked out of the window of the hotel and could see across Bangkok's commercial heartland and she could just ma...
I want to give moonlitclover and honeywldcat thanks for taking the time to edit this story, suggest improvements, and for their diligent efforts in correcting the niggling flaws that always seem to creep into my stories. Thank you both very much! * * * * * * * * * * * * Fresh out of college in 1961, I was a young bachelor, eager to see the world that many...
I suppose this could have been two chapters but I decided on one with two sections so this might be a little longer than the others. -------------------------------------------------- Jane walked past the guys enjoying themselves in the main lobby. Women swinging around poles, undulating and showing off their bodies for the enjoyment of the slobbering drun...
Audrey Henderson finished her slide presentation and looked expectantly towards the twenty listeners hoping they would ask questions to indicate their engagement in the subject matter. Instead, there were only a few seconds of nervous looks before everyone slowly rose and began leaving the room. It was her third session in as many days and in each case, the...
Foreword from Saxon Hart First thing I have to say is Thanks to qmh1 for writing 500 Annies. Why am I thanking another author for writing a story? Because it inspired this one. I read 500 Annies with great enthusiasm. When I was done I read the feedback and some of the suggestions for how he might deal with Annie being a whore. I was composing a feedback su...
Way back in the Seventies....pre AIDS days.... I returned to college (on the advice of two very close friends) where I picked up a degree and a wife. I was struck immediately by quite possibly, the bluest eyes I have ever seen. Framed by long, loose coils of dark wavy hair, her face looked "cute" tilted one way and quite beautiful when viewed at another an...
Disclaimer: All people depicted engaging in sexual activity are at least 18 years of age. Constructive feedback and critiques are welcome, illiterate flames will be snickered at and deleted. Enjoy! Chapter 14- Who Can We Tell? The two days before we had agreed to meet again moved by torturously slowly for me, and they no doubt were for Lynn as well. We s...
THURSDAY I stood in the kitchen, shaking with rage, and fought back my tears. In one hand, I held a butt plug. In the other, I gripped a blue dildo so large that I had trouble closing my fingers around it. A too-tight French maid's uniform squeezed my chest, my breath racing. A series of Polaroids posted on the refrigerator tells the story: The first Polar...
Both officers came back, each carrying two sample cups filled to the brim with a translucent, whitish-yellow liquid. Adriana, knowing what it was, seemed to almost jump out of her skin with excitement when she spotted them. She licked her lips with anticipation dancing around as if she needed to use the bathroom. Commander Winters pushed a button on the side...