Archive for May, 2009
The Weeknight
Tuesday, May 5th, 2009*Part 1*
I started to ask her if she really wanted to go. Her answer was “yes”, before I even finished the question. She freely admitted that she was an addict. Her previous means of satisfying the need had been running her ragged. She tried to take care of it during her lunch hour, but there was never enough time to get as much as she felt she wanted (needed?). She found herself making multiple appointments, and it just wasn’t working.
“They always want to talk…either before or after…and I don’t have that kind of time. Frankly, I don’t even WANT to talk to them. If I could just jump in the car, get what I need and be on my way, I’d be a much happier woman.” (more…)
The Wildwood Cabins: Spring Break
Tuesday, May 5th, 2009It was a long winter for Dennis and Kim Cashman. Stuck in their Midwestern, upper middle class home while snow fell all around them, they could only dream of vacations and relaxation. Work drug on, sometimes complicated by treacherous drives over icy roads.
Their daughter Erin, now nineteen and a college freshman, was in the Spring break mood. This was not unlike her normal weekend mood—hungry for alcohol and guys.
So it was with great anticipation that the Cashmans decided to return to the Wildwood Cabins Resort for the weekend. Their eventful first visit the previous Fall had convinced them they would return when the weather permitted. (more…)
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Tuesday, May 5th, 2009If This Would Only Happen to Me
Sunday, May 3rd, 2009The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.
The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)
If This Would Only Happen to Me
Saturday, May 2nd, 2009The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.
The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)
Impulses
Saturday, May 2nd, 2009My name is Mikayel Tanoli; I am 39, married with children and working in a bank. I live in Karachi (Pakistan) in a very middle class neighbourhood in a very ‘middle class’ way.
One October afternoon for no particular reason, I stopped off at my friend Rafi’s house.
Rafi was out playing golf but his wife Sidra, insisted that I have some tea with her and a little ‘chubshup’ (gossip).
Rafi is ten years my senior, a successful businessman married to Sidra (44 years of age) with two children studying abroad and a third one attending college in Lahore. (more…)
If This Would Only Happen to Me
Friday, May 1st, 2009The restaurant is nearly empty as we take a table to the back and sit next to each other facing the room. The long table cloth hides all but our torsos from any ones view. When the waitress leaves from taking our drink orders she gives a little jump and gasp as I switch on the remote control vibrating egg that I had placed inside her pussy earlier. She grabs my arm as I turn up the intensity. When the waitress nears with our drinks, I turn the egg off.
The girl takes out dinner order and as she leaves, it’s my turn to jump as the egg that she had put in my ass jumps to life. She reaches into the pocket of my loose fitting slacks and passing her hand through the hole cut in the material, grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. (more…)



















