The buzz of conversation coming through the open doorway
ahead told her she was in the right place. The hotel was
new to her but the receptionist had phoned through and
invited her to a party for guests that evening. ‘It’s at
6.30 in the courtyard and you’re welcome to come,’ she
had said. Great!
She had flown in to …
Read More →Dear Mum, well here I am in Paris at last. I have found
a 24-hour Internet cafe so will be able to keep in touch
at any time I want.
We had a good trip here. The flight was on time and we
got on board and found our seats. Miss Roberts had made
sure we were all sitting together. …
He lived where few dared tread, nursing a meager pension
that barely paid for his daily needs. Life was hard here
on the desert, where the preservation of water was almost
as sacred as life itself.
Yet the solitary life held its private rewards with an
iron grip, protecting its own from the ravages of
pressure and identity with the …
My wife Elaine is 19, petite with long black hair,
small but very firm tits and keeps her pussy shaved.
She likes to have sex with strangers in strange places
and in public. She gets her excitement from being used,
abused and humiliated in front of people The more
people who see her, the more she likes it.
We had …
Read More →Mandy rubbed her eyes and looked at her watch. It was
seven o’clock in the evening. She turned her attention
back to her history textbook and thumbed through a few
pages. She figured that by eight she should be through
with her reading and ready to join the party that was
already in progress next door. The music and talk …
The following is a true story of some of the adventures my wife and I have shared. Her name is Hilda, she is from Mexico, about 5’4″ tall, 118-122lbs, and legs just made to wrap around a man and squeeze his back until it breaks.
When I met Hilda she was a virgin, of all things, and until we moved …
Read More →Before I tell you my TRUE story and how it came about let me tell you that my husband loves to eat other men’s cum out of my pussy! And I love having it put there by another guy and love to have my husband suck me afterward. So thats what this is about. But the way it occurred was …
Read More →Sequel to “A Woman Who Loves Men” A pregnant cheating
wife worries about the future…
Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother
Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide
Web I’m your sounding board, advisor and provider of
motherly advice to those mothers’ sons who are in the
less endowed crowd. You know …
“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked quietly from the
dark leather chair where she was seated. She’d been
sitting silently, relaxed, just watching him for some
time before she finally spoke.
He sat safely behind his oversized desk and looked at
her. Petite. Long blonde hair. Her legs tucked under
herself. She possessed the most kissable lips that …
My name is Jack Duncan and I am a free-lance
professional photographer. I specialize in unusual
locales and natural science work, the kind you might
find in National Geographic. My wife Debbie is an
Anthropologist. I am 45 and Debbie is 32, we have been
married for 10 years having met while she was in
college and I was teaching …
The smell was almost rancid, and David decided to throw
out his latest lab experiment. He only had a single
beaker with the light-blue concoction, and like the
last half dozen tries, was about to be flushed down the
toilet. His current standing in Chemistry deemed a
successful completion to this experiment. Which was
also his entry into the High …
Theresa turned suddenly, jolted by the voice from behind. Three men
sat on a green park bench, their backs turned, their heads moving in
slow synchronization as they watched a woman approach. Theresa
rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the book in her lap.
“Excellent complexion,” spoke another voice in a controlled whisper,
“healthy tan, slight curves. …
I awoke slowly, opening my eyes to the now familiar haze of blue and
white sunlight that filtered through our tent walls. I was lying on my left
side, facing the outer wall of the tent, on the side where the morning sun
struck it. It was brighter than usual, probably because it was later in the
morning than usual. …
Call me Daniel. In the late summer of 1978, at the age of 24, I was
what could be fairly described as a “reformed computer geek”. I only
realize this now, looking back at pictures of myself at the time. An only
son of fairly strict but loving parents in a large Southern state, I had
found myself well employed …
“I’d have thought they would be well into it now.”
“Oh, yeah – they’ve been working on it for over a year now,
but the number of programs they’ve got running is enormous!
They don’t so much need skilled programmers to deduce how to
solve their problems, they just need people who know Cobol and
can make the changes they’ve …