Well, I am Dan, the Magmaman. My wife Silvi hung that nickname on me. She said that when I am really turned on I come like a lava flow. She called me that once in an intimate moment and it sorta stuck. Silvi is one fine woman, supportive, pretty, nasty as hell in the sack. At medium height and build, and a bit smallish in the bust, she gets attention in blu...
The idea for this tale came from a posting by Kinkycanucks on the 'Story Ideas' section of the Forum. So thanks to them. As usual, please comment, rate and follow. ***** 'You are not going to believe what happened to me on Saturday night.' My neighbour Hazel was looking me straight in the eye while she spoke. She held my look for a long moment before dipp...
Belton, Texas, 1989 Cactus Sports Bar was the busiest place on a Sunday and owner of the hottest wings west of the Mississippi. It was pregame, the sounds of Ton Loc's 'Funky Cold Medina' rocking the bar. "Hey Parker, we call this the 'Dwight Clark shelf.' You have to reach up way high," Randy the bartender teased. "Oh that is so cruel," Linda sympath...
Only here could you see the Abominable Snowman walking hand-in-hand with a Wood Nymph. Steve Batson, on the other hand, wore khaki pants, a button-down shirt, and a navy sport coat. As he strolled down the convention center hallway occasionally weaving through the clustered crowds that were milling about on the dark and geometrically-patterned hotel-grade ca...
Chapter Nineteen Sunday 25 November Heathrow Airport. How John hated Heathrow Airport! Normally the crowds were unbearable, but at five in the morning on a Sunday in Winter life was relatively quiet and the arrival process brief. He had expected the intense security at Johannesburg airport, compared with which his arrival at Heathrow Passport control had i...
All characters in sexual situations are over 18. ***** "Odd Socks and a Crack Pipe." The crack pipe was carefully wrapped inside a dirty sock at the bottom of Rebecca's sports bag. Rebecca is a kid, she isn't my kid, she's just a teenager completing her final year at school. 'Bec looks nothing like her Dad, she's a skinny version of her mum. I work for...