In April 2002, I flew to the US to attend a trade show in Orlando. The US branch of our company hosted me and arranged for me to spend five days on their stand. The primary purpose of my being there was to look after any visitors from Australia and NZ. I needed to get around the show and check out our competitors' products, as well as look for any new products I could pick up to distribute in New Zealand. The show started...

The Sunday after the football evening, Rose and Graham drove to a small pub in the country for lunch. Afterwards, they parked up at Ainsdale Beach to talk. They sat and discussed some of the issues they both had about her actions on the night of the football match. Then, they discussed the pros and cons of attending the poker party at Bruce's house. Rose was still undecided. She didn't like that it was premeditated or tha...

Rose never had a clue that her husband, Graham, wanted to share her. Although she admitted that once it happened, she recalled some instances that should have made her ask some questions. But she had a very sheltered upbringing and was naïve about the interests and fantasies others might harbour. She had met Graham at a friend's party in the late 1980s. She was training to be a nurse and living in the nurses' hostel. They...

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 paused at the door to glance back. Maaka was hungrily eating Agneta whilst reaching up to offer her breasts to Jason. She watched as Jason leaned forward, kissed, and then nibbled on her nipples. W...

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 gotten home in months. Rhonda wondered if one of the shearers had rung and warned him, as the confrontation wasn't as traumatic as she had expected. If anything, Harry seemed relieved that his need f...

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 found Lush Stories after a friend of a friend let slip she had visited the site. The story she had opened before her was by one of her favourite authors, Mingemuncher. It was about a young girl going...

Tucksford, The Laxton Arms, May 27th — We had no need to cast lots yester-eve to choose who should entertain after supper tonight. Almost as soon as the Cook had finished his tale of the Devil and the Lady, the widow Dame Elizabeth called out above the hubbub and general hilarity. "Dear friends," she said, "for that is what I must perforce call you now, there being none of my family left alive. The cook has regaled us wit...

(Mid 1990s) For many years I worked in the entertainment department of a theme park in Central Florida. It did not pay well at all, but it was great fun. My co-workers were all young adults, like me, all of us just wanting to have fun, while finding ourselves. The nature of our job allowed us to spend more time hanging out on break than actually working. We performed in a twenty-minute show four times a day, and finding w...

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 I left the hotel to get some items for our lunch, I saw Louise being chatted up by a Frenchman. She was openly flirting with him and looked to be on the verge of leaving with the man when her husband appea...