The doctor's registrar shook my hand and left me alone in my hospital bed. I threw my head back on the pillow, relieved. The door opened slowly and Críona stuck her head in. “Good news, love?” she asked. “Yes, finally!” I said. “Well?” she said. “Do I have to pull it out of you?” “That sounds interesting, love,” I said. “I’m just putting this on record here, I’ll allow it as long as only one of us is inserting something i...

My wife Cassie (Cassandra) and I came from very different backgrounds. I, Jim, grew up in a working class southern California home, the son of a Korean War vet. I was a high achiever in school, had paper routes, mowed lawns, had summer jobs and was socially inept. Cassie was born in San Francisco to a pair of hippies who were enjoying drugs, free love and Vietnam War protests. She was raised by a variety of young people w...

The day started like most days; I got up, had a shower and went to the kitchen to make myself a coffee. But today, while I was waiting for the kettle to boil, I looked out of the kitchen window and saw my koi carp up looking for food. So I slipped on my bathrobe and slippers and went out to feed them. The crisp, fresh morning air against my still, damp body really woke me up. While I fed my fish, I looked up into my neigh...

Early Monday morning, following a tumultuous week on many levels. I woke at 7:00, still a little tired after getting home from Alison's house a little after midnight. She had fallen fast asleep and I crept out of bed, kissed her softly and departed. I laid my head flat on the pillow and visualised what I had planned to work on that day. At 7:45, I rose, showered and dressed for the day, went downstairs and put a pot of co...

I quickly read the WhatsApp message as I returned to the hotel. A Spanish lady. Did she speak English? Could she, at least, hold a semblance of conversation with me and I her. It couldn’t hurt to look after the girl in any case. We’re supposed to be a country that helps and welcomes people and it must be awful for a young girl to be alone in a strange country, the reality of the work she had chosen to do not withstanding....

The sun hung low over the horizon, staining the sky in swirls of pink and orange as waves lapped lazily at the shore. The air smelled of salt and coconut sunscreen, thick with the heat of a summer evening. Olivia dipped her toes into the water, letting the coolness chase away the warmth that still clung to her skin. Two weeks of nothing but sun, sand and relaxation—that had been the plan. But now, halfway through her trip...

I was outside the gates of Eva's job at 4:00 sharp. She worked in the offices of Applied Magnetics, an American tech company in the Clonshaugh Industrial Estate, less than half a mile from our houses and a walk of about twenty minutes from home. She came through the doors accompanied by two other of the female staff and she waved happily when she saw me leaning against my car, having a smoke. I waved back and smiled at he...

The ambient candlelight illuminated her, spreadeagled on our bed. The glint of the contents of her lover's balls trickled out of her. I stood naked, staring and stroking myself, committing myself to my mission. I positioned myself between her legs, using my tongue to thrust her lover’s cum up into her bottom hole. I thrust my finger into that tight hole as my tongue plunged in and out of her, making squishy noises as the...

Introductions. Simon was a man of 60, recently retired from his professorship at a prestigious US university, where his expertise was in the sciences, and particularly in Chemistry. He was financially comfortable in his retirement, and physically fit, but was rather bored by the day-to-day routines of life. He was always on the lookout for interesting diversions. He was particular friends with Bill, who he worked closely...

“How did your meeting with Lindsay go, dear boy?” “Difficult, Lillian. In truth, I was millimeters away from enveloping her in my soul.” “I understand that feeling, are you feeling better about things? Is your heart safe?” “Somewhat. We cleared the air and reached a consensus. I played my younger age card, it wasn’t a ploy. My mother focused my mind on my life and I listened to her. She’s quite astute.” “She’s a good lady...