Foshay Stories

Looking through the viewfinder, Tim recorded his best friend Alex pushing his cock deep into Eve. Eve raked her blood-red French-tipped nails along Alex’s thighs, up his back, and across his shoulders. She gripped him fiercely and reveled as his cock entered her for the first time. Larger than Tim, her sex flushed with his entry, warming her. Alex brought the heat to her pussy, the good kind. Eve moaned. Taking Alex for a...

"I didn't do anything wrong for our marriage, but I let my guard down once, and Tim saw me do it. It was a charity event put on by the company he works for, a formal affair to benefit local groups." "Are you talking about the Black and White Ball? I was there." John cocked his head in curiosity. "Yes. It's wonderful, isn't it? Everyone dresses up. The women are beautiful, the men are handsome, and the atmosphere is so wel...

It was a warm summer evening with a reddening sky as John escorted Eve out of the Foshay Hotel's front door. John had saved her from embarrassing both of them. It was a short walk to a green oasis south of the hotel. Not a garden by any means, but it had grass, trees, and benches. Eve clung to John's arm for stability. Eve was unstable, and she was angry. John could feel her tension in the way she grasped his arm. The cli...

She watched him in the mirror behind the bar. He'd been looking at her for the past ten minutes. Dark suit, light shirt, cuff links, and handsome. Just like hundreds of men before him. When he stood and began to walk towards her, she knew he was going to hit on her. She wasn't here at the Prohibition Bar at the Foshay Hotel to be picked up. She just wanted a quiet drink to herself, time to think, and a roomful of noise ar...