Reading Time: 20 minutes I used to think that any restaurant north of Hammond or west of Lake Charles that advertised “New Orleans Style Cooking” was making a promise that ranked right up there with “the check is in the mail” and “I won’t cum in your mouth.” It’s still a culinary claim to take with a huge grain of salt, but things have been looking up out here on the edge of the U.S. and A. that could disappear into the Pacific just about any day. Why, even Pismo has a little Creole and Cajun place that’s not bad.

Reading Time: 20 minutes After my session at the enema palace, I was pooped out in more ways than one, so I headed for my apartment to make it an early night. I live a couple of blocks off an unfashionable stretch of Wilshire in a three-story, pre-war apartment house built precariously over a basement parking garage, the kind of building where you can kiss your ass good-bye when the Big One hits.

Reading Time: 18 minutes I got caught in the beginning of rush hour on the way back to my office, and it was almost 5 o’clock by the time I got there. I’ve got a couple of rooms in an old building on the fringe of Chinatown, with a view of the Ocean Seafood sign out of my one dirty window.

Reading Time: 16 minutes I should have known the dame was trouble from the minute she ran into my office.

Sure, she had a terrific ass and a pair of won’t-quit tits that bounced around under her tank top like a couple of softballs on speed. But she also had a hard glint in her baby-blues, and her lips were thin and mean-looking. They reminded me of Sister Mary Agnes back in the fifth grade, which was not a pleasant memory.

Reading Time: 10 minutes I glanced up just before turning to follow Sarah’s lead; she still had a firm grasp on my penis. April was watching from that kitchen window. Sarah tugged at my penis and led me to the back gate. Then using her other hand she unlocked the deadbolt and started to pull the gate open. Briefly she checked to see if the coast was clear. Then Sarah tugged me out through the gate and quickly locked it from the outside.

Reading Time: 13 minutes “Raise you feet,” she commanded. I planted my bare behind back in the leather seat and raised my feet. Sarah yanked the shorts off with one quick tug. She then started to walk away from the pickup, following the backside of the building

Reading Time: 20 minutes It had been a long time since we had taken a vacation, Sarah and I, so we took advantage of every minute. We rented a house for a week in Key West. Nothing large, a little one level, two bedroom bungalow in a section called the “Meadows.” Situated on a corner lot, it had a wooden privacy fence surrounding the entire yard, with a gate at the front corner and one near the back along the side street.

Reading Time: 5 minutes Finally I asked her if she was ready to be a good girl, and at first she didn’t reply. I don’t know if she was still being stubborn or what, but I certainly wasn’t going to tolerate any nonsense from her now. I raised my hand and brought it slamming down as hard as I could on the tender flesh of her already well-spanked bottom.

Reading Time: 3 minutes Before I could really get down to giving her a good old-fashioned spanking, I needed to do something about the position Samantha was in. You see, I’m naturally left-handed but inexperience had left me trying to spank her with less than full force using my right hand.

Reading Time: 3 minutes Well this is all proving too much for my co-model, who falls to the ground and starts rubbing away at her pussy like mad. Nasty girl ! I kneel over her and drive the little bitch crazy. Since I’ve got a riding crop I think I may as well ride her and I do, straddling her body and humping my bare pussy against hers until we’re both in a pretty bad state.

Reading Time: 3 minutes When she gave me the finger time just froze for a moment. I was shocked and I guess she could see from my face that she’d finally gone too far this time. Very soon though my shock turned into a firm resolve. This girl was definitely going to mend her ways.

Reading Time: 3 minutes So there we are, under those 100 degree studio lights, pretty bare and getting more naked by the minute. For a second it’s like dancing with your girlfriend, fumbling over who is going to lead, until I take control of the situation and push her up against the wire fence that Guy is using as a back-drop. We start to kiss.

Reading Time: 3 minutes When I asked her what the hell she thought she was playing at, she didn’t reply. I was angry that she had tried to fool me and getting angrier by the minute. The black pvc mini-dress had a long zip that ran all the way down the front. I’m not sure what I intended doing at that point.

Reading Time: 3 minutes They say the best way to start is at the beginning, so thats what I’ll do. By the way my name’s Bob and the young lady you can see here is the daughter of a friend of mine. Now she may look as though butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth but believe me, she’s no angel.

Reading Time: 3 minutes Hi there ! My names Kelli. Thats Kelli with an i ‘cos thats more distinctive and you need some of that name-recognition shit if you’re a model like me. Look at Nayomi or Naomee or whats-her-face. Everyone remembers her name even if they can’t spell it. Anyway the thing is that my agent says I need to branch out a little and show the public my intellectual side.

Reading Time: 10 minutes Kneeling naked in the required position, Peggy smiled when she sensed Akeem was approaching her tent. Since that first time when he punished her for not being in such a state upon his morning arrival, the brown haired native of Connecticut has never failed to have her hands clasped behind her, her eyes down with her knees spread.

Reading Time: 12 minutes Akeem smiled broadly while he felt the front of his pants tighten when he approached her tent and saw the scantily clad spy, kneeling submissively in front of it. Impulsively, the pseudo-missionary returned the smile.

Reading Time: 10 minutes “Keep those eyes down, boy!” Coura commanded as the wide-bodied man knelt naked before her. Akeem responded respectfully. “It is my honor to be in your presence, Mistress.”“It should be, boy!”

Reading Time: 7 minutes Hi there ! My name is Sue-Anne and I want you to know right off that I’m not a bad girl. Honest I’m not. I’m a good girl. Sweet 18 and almost never been kissed. I get straight A’s at college and I’m like *the* most popular girl in my college class.

Reading Time: 5 minutes A fellow writer and sexual adventurer, David Steinberg, recently sent me his latest collection of sexual photography. Unlike so many books which languish while I finish the mystery novel under my pillow, I dove right in. After all, photo books are irresistible, from the seductive intimacy on the cover to whatever delights lurk inside.