It was a family holiday that Jo wasn’t looking forward to. Stuck on a boat with both her parents and 12 other strangers, all as old as her folks, didn’t really seem like her idea of fun. Sure, in theory, it was great. Two weeks cruising the Turkish coastline in the sun, stopping every few hours to swim in a secluded bay, food and drink whenever you wanted it...
Jayson Gutierrez sat in the doctor's office, wondering for the thousandth time if he was losing his mind. Between law school, his demanding girlfriend Hannah and the sky-high expectations of his peers, he was barely hanging on. McGill University's Law School was the number one law school in Canada and he'd been extremely lucky to get in. Now he was in danger...
Author's Notes: This story is inspired by a fan who wishes to remain anonymous. Please read "Our Mid-Morning Tryst" for background info. Those who find menstrual sex distasteful might want to skip this part. *** As we drive on, you start shivering & feel weak as the excitement wears off. Your raw & sore skin starts to itch & sting. By the time we reach...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Life gives you two chances to get it right; be who you want to be, or who you need to be. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. I apologize to Homer...
What is it about guys? Their cocks rule their heads that's for sure. Take my boyfriend Neil for instance. We've been going out together since school on and off. He's a stunning looking 20 year old guy. I know all the girls at school fancied his blonde hair, his tall frame and his well defined body. He isn't a body building type, in fact quite the opposite. T...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Those who declare war are willing to kill as many as it takes to reach their goal. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Thanks to NM for his help with Magyar terminology and titles. There is a bit...
The Captain and I met in Istanbul. On the way there, I was reading a well-known novel on the metaphysics of quality, by Robert Pirsig: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Just before reaching the Turkish border, and as the gentle Greek landscape speeded out of sight, through the window of the bus that swallowed up the kilometres, taking me closer and...
The Secret Memoirs of Elizabeth Bartlett Chapter I. I have lived a life of strange and fascinating adventure, of violent contrasts between abject subjugation and sublime command, of both the greatest pains and the greatest pleasures imaginable in the life of woman. But these pleasures were those unspeakable to society, those carnal pleasures, those deep, d...
As I sat in my hotel room I pondered my future and what may lie ahead. My passport had been seized and I was not able to leave Turkey nor could I tell anyone about my plight. It was late afternoon when a courier arrived at my hotel with a large white box. He rang the bell and upon answering I was greeted with a broad smile. His expression changed, as I was n...
1. Amy, her eyes cartoon blue, devil in a blue jogging suit blue, West palm white sky beach blue, a father who loved Churchill and George W., blue. Amy in her knee length skirt, adjusting herself in the mirror, while I squirmed in the moist bed, still sweaty from stank breath morning sex. Amy in her blue jogging shorts, stretching in front of the mirror, wh...