"Rhonda’s awakening desires have just begun."
Rhonda needed a moment to recoup. Everything had happened so fast. Her experience with Jason, his good looks, his incredible cock, and the fact he was half her age had swamped her with misgivings. She walked to the bathroom and...
"A shopping trip to Auckland. What could happen?"
Once her girlfriends had left, Rhonda settled on the couch and tried to calm her mind. She was nervous about facing up to Harry but resolute that she would not back down.Harry arrived home just after 11:00, the earliest he'd...
"Marie has just the answer to Harry’s infidelity."
Watching Marie cum, had the butterflies fluttering around between Rhonda's legs again. Their passionate kiss had her impatient for more. She couldn't believe she was still horny and didn't resist when Marie pushed her back and touched her again. With...
"The children have flown the roost, and Rhonda's marriage appears to be on its last legs."
Rhonda Lawrence was sitting in bed with her laptop perched on her knees. She was reading a dirty story, something she was not totally comfortable with but had been reverting to for stimulation in the past few months. She had...
"Inception refers to the beginning, to entering upon an undertaking."
The following story is fiction. However, it is based on two events that took place when my wife and I visited Paris in 2012. There was an attractive couple in our hotel. I’ll call them Brett and Louise. One morning when...
"The joys of youth in the early seventies."
This story continues from my last story about Penny. It is a bit of a travelogue, touching on the Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll era of the early seventies. But although this was a summer of sexual excess, I’d...
"Penny shares her best friend."
I arrived back in England in the last week of August. My mates had given up our Brooklands Close flat, and two of them (Brian and Phil) said I could sleep on the settee in the lounge of their new...
"A young woman’s awakening."
In writing one of my recent stories, ‘The Red Dress’. I pieced together timelines and places from the sixty-odd postcards my mother had kept of my travels around Europe. Also, having been a keen photographer all my life, I am...
"Two women misbehaving when they thought they were unobserved."
It was July 1974, and I was hitchhiking in France—from Calais to Venice, specifically. I spent the first night in a half-finished house in Moulins and was woken by the workers arriving at 7:30. They laughed and waved goodbye as...
"Rachel’s last day in Jamaica."
The sun pouring in her bedroom window woke Rachel. She lay still for a moment, ascertaining how she was feeling. She fully expected there to be some discomfort from the alcohol and pot she had consumed the previous evening. But...