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Peter_Ashford

Twelve Emails or Less: Singapore

Part V Where every mile feels like a love letter written in silk and champagne

The registry office was small, tucked between a solicitor's and a florist in Kensington. There were no flowers, no aisle. Just Jenny, in a cream wrap dress, and Alex, in a simple navy suit, standing before a registrar and a couple of required witnesses — one from HR, one from accounts. Jenny held his hand with steady fingers. She didn’t need fireworks or violins. Just him. "Do you, Jennifer Louise Martin, take Alexander J...

Carnevil9

Dirty Talk On The Road

Traveling businessman finds a woman who talks as dirty as she fucks.

I stared at the fabulous, gyrating ass for forty-five minutes. Exactly forty-five minutes, to the second. I watched it gyrate, rotate, and wiggle; I watched it go through every possible motion that a beautiful female posterior can execute, over and over and over again. My eyes never left it, for three quarters of an hour. How can I be so sure of the exact duration of my staring session? Because I was riding an exercise bi...

TheShyThespian

A Precious Gift

“A couple of things you should know about me,” she said. “One, I have orgasms very easily…” She paused for a moment. “…and two, I’m a virgin.”

Nkhata Bay, Lake Malawi, May 1995 I sat in the hilltop gazebo overlooking the sleepy little bay. Time practically stood still here, and it was the perfect place for reflecting and putting pen to paper. I had everything I needed: a table, a stunning view, and shade from the relentless African sun. Out on the lake, I could see swarms of flies in the shape of giant waterspouts. These humming clouds trundled slowly across the...