Sydney I: Temporary Love. "Eli, monster!" "Rawr!" "Eli, smile!" "Cheeeeese!" I shook his long, chubby body in my hands and he squealed in pure joy. Lying on my back in the Thomas' living room I had the toddler raised above my head, enjoying how absolutely adorable he was. If I wasn't 100% certain I'd turn him into a complete delinquent I'd kidnap...
(This story is real except for the names. It took place on September 1985. This is my first story ever and I hope you'll like it.) I dry docked my 28 footer in Perama west of Athens, packed my clothes and started my journey to Amsterdam to join a nice Dutch woman I met while sailing the Greek islands. It was going to be a long and boring train - ferry - t...
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...
The first thing to say about this story is that is entirely true, apart from the names which have been changed. I’m an Englishman in my early thirties who is fortunate enough to have been in a relationship with my girlfriend for nearly five years. Frances is thirty, five feet tall, long dark hair, brown eyes and a size ten figure with 34 C breasts. She has...
Author's note: I love my husband, and no one else. He is not my cuck, my wimp or whatever you want to call him. But this is a story of "Loving wives" or women having sex with men other than their husband. If this is not for you, please stop here. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. This is the second part of my story where I actually make it to...
After finishing her classes at York on Tuesday afternoon, 'Goth-looking' Camilla packed her bags and left Candice's apartment, reminding the lover she was dumping that, only if Candice got Don's pistol out of Camilla's locker in Club Ritz, and used it to shoot Carrie, would Camilla come back to Candice. As 'Goth-looking' Candice watched Camilla take her bag...
2. Proper Order Restored The hierarchy of our new ménage, on the outskirts of Farnham Royal, was established from the start. Mistress Amber and Mistress Jet are the directors of our household, Miss Emerald and I constitute the 'second tier', Amethyst, Garnet and Opal each have their particular responsibilities, Sapphire is the general housekeeper -- respons...
Five years after I married Nirmala, we were watching a video of a husband wanking as his wife was being fucked by a stranger. I told Nirmala this has always been a big turn on for me and I would love to see her been fucked by another man. I regularly talked about this as we made love, and that I would like to try to fuck him at the same time. She wasn't kee...
CONNIE O'MALLEY HAD NEVER BEEN SO EXCITED IN HER LIFE, not since she'd been named Captain of the cheerleading squad at the beginning of the school year. She felt powerful, as if she could do anything. She knew that only she could be doing what she was doing now and come away from it smelling like roses. The other girls would call it shameful and wear it like...
"Looking at the moon?" Tom Soames did his best to ignore Michel, his pick-up for that night who was sitting cross-legged on the bed. The small room was stuffy after their earlier heated encounter, and he stayed in the chair near his workbench, fiddling with electrical components and contentedly gazing out of the window. "No, the moon isn't up yet, its stil...