Part 2: "I want to be seduced," She Said. [These tales are true, as true as they can be after many years have passed. They are embellished maybe 2%. For instance, I didn't really know at the time what people were thinking. I could only tell from their movements, from their excitement, from the urgency of their actions and words.] * Introduction: My girlf...
As I had mentioned in the first story about my adventures with my friend Ross and his wife Barbara, that the rest of that first story would be continued and so here it is. After I had cleaned all of the fuck juices from Ross's shrinking cock we all laid back on the bed to rest and I started to think about what we had just done, this was all new to me as I h...
I read quite a few stories where guys talk about meeting a wild woman that lives up to all of their fantasies, but until now I never believed. I was lucky, or unlucky as I first thought to be picked by my company to attend an annual conference. I work for a company that produces retail fixtures and display cases. Now my job pays very well, but these conferen...
Part Three - The Cost of Doing Business The woman is slim. Mauve satin blouse, navy-blue skirt, black high-heeled pumps. The hem of her skirt teases the backs of her knees. Taupe stockings with black seams. She's attractive; heavily madeup and her black bob is obviously a wig but of good quality. She falls to her knees and smiles. A faceless man approaches...
Jean looked around the gaudy lobby of the Luxor. Bill stood in front of her and waited for the elderly couple to finish their check-in. Jean stared towards the flashing neon lights beckoning guests into the casino. She started to turn back towards her husband, when she saw her. Oh My God. It can't be! Jean stared for a minute, then tugged on the sleeve of B...
Chapter 1 - Life in the Philippines Born and raised in countryside of Philippines, I didn't know much about being feminine. I used to always wear jeans with t-shirt and sneakers. Instead of focusing on hairs and nails, I focused on keeping myself fit and healthy. In contrast, my aunt, Melanie was completely the opposite. She used to work for an airline as...
1 "I want to watch you fuck my wife," Eric suddenly whispered, as he stood next to me at the quiet end of the club's bar. "You want to what?!" I sputtered in disbelief. If I hadn't just swallowed, I would have probably choked on my drink. He moved closer and repeated, "I want to watch you fuck my wife," as I stood there dumfounded. "What kind of a man sa...
The well dressed man looked with disgust and loathing at the bum rummaging in the dumpster in the dark alley. Tony 'Tough Tony' Provalono had just left Scalini's, one of the best restaurants in New Jersey, where he had tipped the waiter more money than the hobo was likely to see in his lifetime. Tony was dressed in Armani; the gorgeous woman beside him in Pr...
This is the third and final story for Ann and Cal, unless my readers think this effort is worthy of continuing. Please enjoy. A special thanks to my editor, lover, Mistress and wife, M. ***** Ann's success entering the disciplinary realm, coupled with Hilary's sincere encouragement, emboldened her to develop a rhythm of discipline for her husband. Cal...
I had moved into a new neighborhood about 3 months ago. It wasn't anything super fancy, just a good decent middle-class neighborhood. Being a single guy, I was always on the lookout for any nice looking women. While I was moving in one of my neighbors from across the street came over to introduce themselves. Sarah and Brett Wicker were their names. Brett was...