12 hours in the company of an undercover catholic priest tends to sober the mind especially when you are as randy as hell and wondering if the object of your adulterous affection will like you in the flesh. Disembarking my pulse was already racing so by the time I'd gone through immigration, collected my luggage and was ready to leave I was wondering if my...
With this story, I am going to begin a new form of storytelling. This story is open-ended -- that is to say, it will continue as I have new tales to tell and end when it ends. I hope you enjoy this first installment and will look forward to further adventures as I write them. The sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the Chateau, signaling the start of a n...
Act one "They're fake..." Katie couldn't believe it, and she wasn't the only one. The newspaper editor who'd printed the compromising photographs had clearly been as confident of vindication as had she expected humiliation. Greg Hammond, according to the same paper, a 'digital imaging guru' and a lecturer in applied information technology, was implacable....
Fiona. I think we got maybe 6h sleep that night and woke up almost together. There was a new toothbrush waiting for me alongside the sink in the en-suite and afterwards a face-rinse before hopping back into bed. "Good morning young scottish maiden" I quipped. "How are you feeling this fine day?" I smiled, tongue-in-cheek. "Bloody sore yeh sassenach" Fiona...
Everybody loves anal, deep down. That's the truest statement ever made in human history as far as I'm concerned. I don't think most of us ever get over our anal fixation. It's a lasting fascination for most of us. My name is Christine and I'm a big and tall, big-bottomed young black woman of Haitian descent living in the West Side of Brockton, Massachusetts....
My best friend at school was a boy called Simon Doughty. We went to primary and secondary school together, always in the same class. We lived in the same street and played together out of school. My father died when I was ten years old and my mother never remarried so, I suppose, Simon's father became a sort of father figure for me. He was a long- distance l...
Mary sighed as the scooped the envelope off of the door mat. She knew by the look of the envelope that it was the credit card bill. "Its so unfair" she thought to herself. Money had become increasingly tight. She didn't mind her flat, It wasn't where she saw herself living in 5 years time, but it would do for now.. if it wasn't for her neighbours, that was...
Okay we're showered and ready to go. Disclaimer: some of the events in this episode are based on a true story. Unfortunately though, Shoshaha wasn't part of it. *** Shoshana slunk into my living area. I was sitting at my kitchen island with my breakfast. She looked around at the room, as if it was the first time she had seen it which it was. Big, open plan...
In the first episode, I met up again with Sue in Brighton, over twenty years after our first brief affair, and caught a first glimpse of her eighteen-year-old daughter Barbara; a dinner with Sue turned into a very hot night. ---------------- Sue didn't immediately invite me round again and I didn't feel I should press her -- nothing had suggested she wante...
My boss had sent me to Brighton at short notice as she decided at the last minute that she didn't want to go. Apparently she had something better to do. The fact that it was my birthday didn't seem to bother her too much. I usually liked the chance to get away for a couple of days as I'd sneak in some of the wife's sexier things in my bags and spend my eveni...