Arina turns up at the small gathering of language teachers in the fancy restaurant in central Moscow wearing a simple black sweater dress, knee high black boots and black panty hose as the weather was still not that warm. This small annual event was...

Jill's little prank not withstanding, Jill and I explored every bit of each other in the thick mud of the spa for what felt like hours. We next moved the party into the shower off the mud room, making full use of the soaps and lotions until we were a...

Brooke ran her lithe fingers through her auburn hair, slightly damp from the early morning fog. Her pale arms had goosebumps, but not from the still spring air. The smell of dairy cows was thick and comforting. Her canvas sneakers sank into the soft...

In spite of the rainy weather I took a top down jeep ride last week on the one nice day we had and ended up with an unexpected adventure. And hour into it stopped for a sandwich and a beer at a small brew pub and ran into Shelley who I've known for...

(Requested by Gloopsuit) My Chocolate Cream Pie (Sung to the tune of American Pie) (With apologies to Don McLean) A long, long, time ago I can still remember how that slapstick Used to make me smile And I knew if I had my turn I could make those pe...

You fiddle with the frilly white cap, adjusting it just so as you look at yourself in the full-length mirror. The dress is tight, accentuating your curves in all the right places, and the white stockings and heels complete the sexy maid outfit. You c...

It's a small but cosy theatre in Moscow and an audience is in their seats and happy with anticipation and good cheer. The stage is empty but there are clearly things screened off at the back. After a few more moments as the last of the audience fi...

We pick up after scene 1 with Mira and Yana on stage having had fun humiliating Ira. Yana is in a super tight white dress, Mira in a pail blue mini skirt and white blouse. "Absolutely" agrees Mira "Do you know what is next?" "I do!" Exclaims Maria...

The Fall of James Carrington James Carrington strutted through the county fairgrounds as if he owned the place. In his mind, he did--figuratively, of course. His outfit was a declaration of dominance. A Brioni two-button suit in deep navy, hand-stit...

It was an early summer morning in June when Madison woke up. She got up and ready for her Saturday by having a cup of coffee with her avocado toast as she stared out the window of her kitchen. It was going to be sunny and warm today. Perfect for her...

Hi everyone. This is my first attempt at a sort of anecdotal story, to see how it goes and all that. Of course, its elaborated on a little for the sake of spectacle. Maybe I go on to doing something a bit more, full on stories. ===== I'd just got...

In order for this story to make any sense, you'd havta' go back to the 'Cody and Scott' stories......, and 'thanks' for the folks who liked the stories, and the others, ......, they were fun to write.... There was one more thing that Cody had tol...

Scott walked through the 'host-hotel' lobby, headin' out to get into his truck and drive out to the 'Street-Fair'.... The guests and the hotel employees just looked at him in 'astonishment'..... He knew how ridiculous he looked, and he kept wonde...

Ira is feeling very pleased with herself on this Wednesday morning! Yesterday Maria from the banking and finance team had asked her to join the team for experience and development. Maria said Ira would join her for a monitoring zoom call with one of...

"Oh that looks great" says the banker. "Thank you," says Maria "Ira here is as you know the latest member of our finance team so will be making the forfeit for us." Suddenly Ira understands her elevation to the finance team and why she is in the me...

'F**K !!! 'F**K' !!! 'F**K !!!', thought Scott as he realized that the 'Clown-Nose' was really stuck on his face !!! He'd probably have to 'cut' it off..... The next time he saw Cody, he was gonna' give him a really 'hard-time' for settin' him up li...

There was a good crowd at the 'Street-Fair'. Mostly 'Gay' but 'Straight' folks too, some with kiddies in 'baby-strollers'....... And everyone was walkin' around, enjoyin' the day, havin' a good time.... But when Scott had climbed into the 'dunk-...

After a moment or two a different set of tables are pushed on the other side of the stage and onto the stage comes a slightly nervous looking Irina N! Irina looks cute in her black leather mini-skirt and her light tan tight long sleeved t-shirt, toge...

I've mentioned Mary, one of my old GF's more than once in stories, and frankly I often think she's the one I should have married, but..... Reconnecting with her post-divorce was still fun, and not much has changed in our dynamic. She still likes m...

Megan stared up at the garage ceiling wide-eyed, her eyes tracing a string attached to a spring, a metal latch, through a pulley, and down to the ring of a comically oversized pacifier. One that was currently pushed between her lips clenched desperat...

I was up in the mountains over the weekend at an area of the Sierras that have loads of mountain lakes, almost at every turn. We went to this one mountain lake that has quite a big sandy beach and a shoreline that has a very gradual depression int...

The crowd that had gathered around the 'dunk-tank', loved it when they saw Jake smash his 'glove-leathered' fist into the 'target', sendin' Scott into the 'tank'..... They all laughed, and hooted and hollered and applauded.... And of course, S...

"Uhhh, what ??? ". was Jake's response. He was starin' at the guy who was still standin' in the 'dunk-tank'...... 'F**K !!! ', that guy is hot.!!!....... 'F**K' !!! '....., 'why was he gettin' so 'turned-on' about it ??!!?? '........ 'F**K...

After a pause, Crispin speaks. My first penance, fearsome Circe, is owed to Jenny the buxom barmaid of The Cock Inn. I bedded and discarded the wench like a lord flicking wine from his sleeve. Many's the time since I've shown my brazen face and og...

The sun shone high above the thatched rooftops of Pievale, bathing the yard behind The Cock Inn. The scent of ale and baked sugar lingered in the air. Jenny, buxom and bold, leaned against a barrel, her arms crossed under her ample bosom, still flus...