* Inspired by a talk with my Boi* Edwin Saunderson was a man on a mission. He was going to do something he had never done before. He was an ordinary little man…little in stature, little in luck, and sick to death of Being ordinary, but tonight he was going to fullfil a dream. His…
The story I am about to tell is completely true. I have decided that I need to write it down as I will remember it as the event that changed my life forever. It is also the reason that I now have my tattoo of a tulip. I wear it as a badge of honour…
I have a girlfriend, Amy, that has been studying the last few years and had several casual jobs to bring some extra cash in. Earlier this year she started doing what she promised was only front desk receptionist work at night for an escort agency / brothel. She was there to greet customers and handle…
“Don’t ever stop being dandy, showing me you’re handsome” – Adam Ant Rainforest orchid wrapped ’round geranium, orange rind and lavender steam, pillowing all my senses as I lay soaking, gently stroking my cock basted in sensual essences. My indolent genital pondering in the water like an Oblomov splayed upon the mattress, no response as…
[My thanks to http://www.mookychick.co.uk for all the delightfully dirty Victorian sexual slang.] It was a dark and stormy night upon the blasted moors of Nether Scrotum as detective Scrimshaw and his sister, Amygdyla, who swore that she had never known a man in the biblical sense, meandered from one tussock of sawgrass to another in…