Hello to all you couples out there who are curious about the swinging lifestyle and what really goes on at a swing club party. My name is Ann and my husband’s name is Jared. We wanted to write a REAL account of our experiences at a swing club. We don’t know how erotic this story will be… it is actually intended to be informational more than erotic. Most part...
October 1. Got the modelling contract from Morry and Auntie Flo said I should keep a diary cause I would be meeting lots of famous people, stars and lords and stuff, and when I got famous I could sell my diary for lots of money to a Sunday newspaper. So here goes. October 2. Morry had me do a photoshoot for Freddie Wibbly which I knew how it would turn out...
Part 1 "The Card" It was a Friday afternoon. I had just gotten home from the evening classes at college when I noticed that the mail was on the countertop. I guess my roommate Dave had finally woken up from his alcohol and pot induced coma and got out of his bed which he no doubt shared with other people... to be more exact - two chicks. Dave likes to hav...
The man walked down the Reeperbahn, a wide boulevard deep in the waterfront district of Hamburg, Germany, famed for the St Pauli Girl Brewery. And, presumably, for St Pauli Girls. He walked past sex shops and video stores, with a smattering of trashy lingerie stores that fronted for very inexpensive hookers - usually of the immigrant variety - thrown in for...
He was her bull and during their time together they had progressed from basic fucking to a dom/sub relationship, specializing in humiliation. He didn't believe in physical violence. He never slapped her and never choked her during sex, although sometimes in intercourse he pounded her hard. She never complained about this. In fact, she found it thrilling. She...
I was sitting at home alone; everyone went away for the weekend leaving me all by myself. There was a weekend seminar that the neighbour ladies went to, and the kids were invited to a cottage for weekend to go water-skiing. So I'm sitting here relaxing with a coffee and the Saturday paper, the TV is on to keep me company. There is a commercial on about 'men...
Smiling with utmost satisfaction, I licked my lips, tasting the last droplets of Esther Rosenberg's blood before dropping her corpse unceremoniously on the ground. At last, the Huntress is no more. And vampires and Hunters far and wide will know that I, Hanna Ismail is the one who brought her down. I looked at Esther Rosenberg one last time before disposing...
Ever fall in love with someone's personality before you've fully met them? Of course you have in the Internet Day and Age. It takes a mere nothing now days to accidently IM someone and trip and fall into a relationship. Or a mere nothing to get onto an internet dating site, and with just a photo of who you think you are talking to, and a cunning corresponden...
My lover has short brown hair and bright blue eyes, red framed glasses and heaps of freckles, he's a little bit taller than me, probably 5'7", maybe 5'8", but just the perfect height for our bodies to touch in the right places when we stand close, mouth to mouth, chest to chest, hip to hip. He thinks he's too skinny, I think he's perfect, although if you saw...
Saturday May 26, 1973 was a bright sunny spring morning. I had just turned 6. Actually my real birthday was the day before but Friday being a school day meant that a real celebration would be held the day after the real birthday. It would be a day when I would see my cousins and my favorite aunts and uncles. There would be cake and soda. It would be fun....