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I think it was the Tokyo light. In any case, Sayaka and I were sharing an awkward cup of coffee, Saturday morning, the warm Tokyo sun streaming in through the window of my apartment. The night before, Yumi. Sayaka and I had watched a film after dinner. Sayaka showed up early, and we were pointedly talking very little. I am a lawyer in an international firm, and had been transferred to the Japanese office in Tokyo a year before. Yumi is my girlfriend. Sayaka is her best friend. Sayaka is bi, and...
AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don’t fully translate I’ve added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or another kind of work: the work of being fashionable, or up-to-date, or whatever. Harajuku and Akibahara were as businesslike and devoid of...
For some reason, Sophie had always been drawn to Asian men. Growing up in a small town, there were none around, but that didn't stop her from fantasizing. Spending hours watching K-dramas and Japanese anime, she grew to love Asia even more. When college finally rolled around, she decided she wanted to go to a university in Tokyo. Needless to say, her parents weren't thrilled with her packing up and moving around the world. A college in the US was what they wanted, but nothing could stop her....
Tokyo Subway NOTE: As much as I’d like this to happen to myself, this is completely fictional! ----NeedForSex Damn, I swore to myself as I forced my way to the front of the line through the gigantic crowd of people. But that was to be expected in a subway station at rush hour in downtown Tokyo. I was already lucky, being nearly 7 foot, towering over the majority of people. Not to mention that I owned a car, being a successful businessman, though sometimes I still had to take the subway while it...
VoyeurTerry couldn’t draw. Every time he tried to the blank page stared back at him, virgin white, and all he could think about was whether Mika would call him. When he had met her, he had experienced a huge spurt of creative energy, and now that she was gone the well was dry. Terry guessed that maybe all that shit about muses was right after all. He drifted through the next day, pacing around his room like he was going somewhere, continuing his diet of instant noodles, deflecting Naomichi’s...
The shoujo magazine’s office was a world removed from the cramped bedrooms and convention halls that Terry associated with comic production. It was on the eighteenth floor of a towering dark green office building, and staffed by the same army of cubicle-dwelling salarymen as all of the other businesses. As he passed by their workstations he noticed that every one seemed identical: computer and phone in exactly the same spot, pictures of families that all looked the same all facing at the exact...
Ryan Bradshaw wasn’t entirely sure what to do with Sakura’s assignment. It felt like a bomb that she had lobbed across his desk and into his lap, all with that innocent smile on her face. It was a provocation, he was sure. For a routine end-of-year creative writing assignment, Sakura had submitted a translation of the first chapter of a novel she was writing, one she had loudly talked about with her friends in class. They all were sure it was brilliant, without seeing a word of it. It was a...
They sat there in little stapled magazines, surprisingly real. Their titles read School Hearts in English (it was originally going to be Entwined Hearts, but Naomichi insisted that no one in Japan knew what ‘entwined’ meant). The first issue’s cover was graced with an image of Yui, the second’s by one of Sakura. The covers were done in black and white, partly to attract attention and partly because they couldn’t afford any more colour ink. Every couple of minutes Terry would take a moment to...
You moan in frustration as the shower clicks off about a minute before you were ready for it. The damn water rationing was even more stringent in Japan than it was back home. You push your hair - longer and thicker than you were used to - out of your face and step out of the stall. You shiver as the cooler air of the bathroom assaults you and quickly towel yourself dry. Then you wipe the condensation from the mirror and look at the face in the mirror. It is not the face that you grew up...
Tokyo, rush hour, everybody is trying to get home after a long day’s work. With hundreds of other travelers I am pushed inside a subway train and end up squeezed tightly against a young Japanese woman. I feel anxious, not being able to move, I wait for claustrophobia to set in like it does every day in such situations. But then, suddenly, I feel calm, the soft noise of the train, its vibrations, people talking around me, everything disappears and there is only, you! Your body pressed tightly...
Terry couldn't draw. Every time he tried to the blank page stared back at him, virgin white, and all he could think about was whether Mika would call him. When he had met her, he had experienced a huge spurt of creative energy, and now that she was gone the well was dry. Terry guessed that maybe all that shit about muses was right after all. He drifted through the next day, pacing around his room like he was going somewhere, continuing his diet of instant noodles, deflecting Naomichi's...
They sat there in little stapled magazines, surprisingly real. Their titles read School Hearts in English (it was originally going to be Entwined Hearts, but Naomichi insisted that no one in Japan knew what "entwined" meant). The first issue's cover was graced with an image of Yui, the second's by one of Sakura. The covers were done in black and white, partly to attract attention and partly because they couldn't afford any more colour ink. Every couple of minutes Terry would take a...
The shoujo magazine's office was a world removed from the cramped bedrooms and convention halls that Terry associated with comic production. It was on the eighteenth floor of a towering dark green office building, and staffed by the same army of cubicle-dwelling salarymen as all of the other businesses. As he passed by their workstations he noticed that every one seemed identical: computer and phone in exactly the same spot, pictures of families that all looked the same all facing at the...
The news media, movies, TV programs, even education in the 1970’s suddenly shifted from omission’s silence to instructor mode about sex to catch up for its past suppression. The new mantra was, “Sex isn’t just for procreation, it’s for pleasure, a casual fun like chewing gum.”Suddenly it was free love, sex on demand, whatever floats your boat. With “the pill” procreation became an afterthought, something put off until later in life. Why get married after Woodstock? Now it was love boat...
Cheating***To get caught up, you will need to read the first segment titled: My First Day Divorced. This segment picks up where that one left off***********So as the weekend came faster than I had hoped, knowing that Tracy had arranged for me to go on my first date since my divorce was final. I could do nothing but wonder, wonder what it was going to be like going on my first date, wondering how it was going to feel being out and with someone else other than my H***S***** sweetheart ex husband. See he...
(Dialogues are translated from Hindi to English so no problem for non Hindi readers) Anjali and her hubby were unhappy couple who spent most of their time together fighting. Anjali’s father had not bothered to look at her hubby before the marriage as he was a rich man. But on the day of the wedding she had realized that he was an ugly very black Tamilian. The marriage as expected didn’t work and after seven months they were almost at the brink of divorce when her hubby brought Ramu an eighteen...
A good marriage requires stability, security and honesty. The wife said so, it must be so. With that in mind I set out to be the best husband I could be from the beginning. I joined up and after surviving Uncle Sam's boys club, I came away with the ability to provide a stable and secure future for our budding family.Although, I was away more than home, I provided the lifestyle my gorgeous wife required. Happily, I honored her wishes and built a small business capable of supporting her and all...
One of the Divorce Pawns Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com 1st letter: Dear Shelly, So here I am sitting alone in my new flat, getting used to living alone after being married to you for 11 years. It is a shame that we are part of the statistics that half the marriages do no work. We had a bitter divorce. I know you did not want it. I have tried explaining to you why I needed a divorce. I could no longer see the woman that I married. You were once the nicest woman...
Divorce Therapy The Solicitors office held the whole of the upper floor of an impressiveGeorgian building in the classy part of town: by the time I had reached thetop storey I decided that I really did need to work out more. I found myselfin a swish reception area and seated behind a large desk was a beautiful womanin her mid thirties, typical secretary type with glasses and her hair sweptback neatly in a pony tail. What was unusual, however, was the cut of her blouse;she was exposing a very...
Introduction: An older divorced white woman with what she thinks are few prospects goes to work at K-Mart where they have just hired a new manager and the fact that he is young and black has created several awkward situations! Divorce, a Job at K-Mart, and the New young Black Manager An older divorced white woman with what she thinks are few prospects goes to work at K-Mart where they have just hired a new manager and the fact that he is young and black has created several awkward situations! ...
Getting over a divorce is always rough. In terms of emotional stress, they say that it's the equal of actually having your spouse die. I actually think that it's worse. I'm not a psychiatrist or any kind of professional counselor but I'm sure I'm right. Let's compare the two. When your spouse dies, you lose the person that you've lived with, loved and been emotionally attached to for whatever period of time. After a divorce, the exact same parameters are in effect. The difference is,...
Simon: I was in a confused state and I stopped to work, when Amy left me alone. I had the worst day of my life and the most interesting day together. My two daughters originated from adultery even from two biological fathers, my wife was a cheater. Her cheating was not one time accidental occasional because not only one of my daughters originated from extramarital affair. She was a serial cheater. This was a catastrophic event, but I was sad, betrayed, but I was confused same time. Yes I was...
An older divorced white woman with what she thinks are few prospects goes to work at K-Mart where they have just hired a new manager and the fact that he is young and black has created several awkward situations! She is a 34yr old divorced woman named Ashley that needs to work in order to make ends meet. Her two children are now living with her ex or his parents. She is alone devastated and insecure from the divorce, has few friends,thinks she is unattractive has no prospects and has...
Sakura’s disappearance was abrupt and unexplained. She was missing, like a visible hole, from the last-day-of-school party, showed up late to all her exams in a wrinkly uniform and greasy hair, then brushed off Natsumi when she tried to talk to her afterwards. At the post-exam party (Natsumi sometimes felt her life was nothing but a procession of identical parties) Sakura was again missing in action, leaving Natsumi to drift around with Hayato, enduring his awkward flirtation and puppy-dog...
That night I fantasized about 1san blowing me while I beat off. The next day I canceled my plans and called and invited 1san over, he said okay and would call 2san. They arrived at about 1 with beer. We sat and they started peppering me with more dirty language questions. 2san asked if I had ever played a game called Bitch Slap Five. I had never heard of it but claimed they had read that it was very popular among boys in circle jerks who weren't getting laid yet, in America. They explained...
"Man, you're hopeless. You can't take her to a bookstore on the first date." Hide tells you "Why not? She might think it's an awesome idea." you argue "Look, don't do it. Trust me. She'll think your lame." "Then I'll take her to Big Girl for hamburgers." Hide laughs at your remark "I'm being serious, Hide. Quit laughing." "I know. That makes it even funnier. You can't take her to a place called Big Girl." he says "Since when are you the expert? Fine, and where would you take a date?" you...
Itsuki enters the office of Maiko Shimazaki the hot ex model sits behinder her desk. He needs all his willpower not to constantly look at her cleavage. As usual she wears a white blouse with a lot of cleavage. "Hi Itsuki" she says
I went again ! OMG. I got dressed up in my sluttiest hot pink outfit with blond wig and red lipstick. I had on my sky high sparkly heels and a hot pink pearl necklace. I stepped out of my car in broad daylight and walked to the front door. I hesitated and acted like I dropped something bending over and exposing my hot pink panties to all the guys in the parking area ! I sent a message out that I was ready to used like a slut. I payed my entrance fee and walked in. I immediately pulled my skirt...
Ryan Bradshaw wasn't entirely sure what to do with Sakura's assignment. It felt like a bomb that she had lobbed across his desk and into his lap, all with that innocent smile on her face. It was a provocation, he was sure. For a routine end-of-year creative writing assignment, Sakura had submitted a translation of the first chapter of a novel she was writing, one she had loudly talked about with her friends in class. They all were sure it was brilliant, without seeing a word of it. It was...
Sakura's disappearance was abrupt and unexplained. She was missing, like a visible hole, from the last-day-of-school party, showed up late to all her exams in a wrinkly uniform and greasy hair, then brushed off Natsumi when she tried to talk to her afterwards. At the post-exam party (Natsumi sometimes felt her life was nothing but a procession of identical parties) Sakura was again missing in action, leaving Natsumi to drift around with Hayato, enduring his awkward flirtation and puppy-dog...
TokyoToshokan! Whenever you see a domain ending with .info at the end there are two possibilities in total. Either it’s a retarded site that nobody really wants to visit and the domain was literally a dollar for a year or something… OR it’s an amazing site that you’ll just never get enough of and they just use a shitty domain name and look of their site to hide their true intentions. Here’s the thing guys, TokyoTosho.info is definitely the latter of the two. What you need to know about...
Porn Torrent SitesMy name is Kevin, and I was twenty-six years old at the time the main events in this story began, in my hometown of Pittsburgh. I had been married to Lisa, who was twenty-four, for two years, having met her when she was in her senior year of college. Lisa seemed like such a sweet, outgoing, and wholesome girl when we dated, and I didn’t find out until later about her assertive libido.I have a good job as an engineer, while Lisa worked for an insurance agency, and we socialized with two married...
CuckoldTrigger Alert: Hotwife, Sort of a Sappy Romance theme.CHAPTER ONESometimes in life what we think we want isn’t really what we want. The solutions to life are rarely what we imagine they will be. Looking back now it was obvious, but I didn’t trust the man I loved. He didn’t know how to talk to me. We were a mess with no solution in sight, or so I thought. I met Bernie about six years ago, we got married after two. His name was a little weird, but he was sweet, pretty good looking and I have to...
As most of you know I have volunteers who have taken time to help me with my stories and given valuable information and helpful suggestions. At this time I want to give a special thanks to Cindy and Rena, The word Thanks isn't really enough for their immense help. A special Thanks to Maureen who gave me almost all of the information I have used in this part. During their punishment I will be referring to Wally and Tommy as Annie and Kendra and so forth. A Better Solution Than...
Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story My pretty common-law wife, Helene, was wearing a sexy dress with a short skirt, which gave a good view of her nice legs. She was standing in the kitchen waiting for a taxi taking her to a "Divorce Celebrating Party" held by a Jenny, one of her best friends. Divorce party sounded as a strange event in our Scandinavian town that is why I asked her, "Why this sexy outfit for that stupid party. Please don't collect any foolish ideas for your...
The StageHe stood waiting, silently in the night. His heart racing, his senses on high alert for anything out of the ordinary. From his vantage point, he could see the huge hulking shadow of the man he hired to do the dirty work. The hulk’s name was Harry and he cost a bundle. He was a massive 6-foot-tall, dirty, biker. He was perfect for the part. Harry was disgusting and someone you don’t want to be around, not only because of the smell, but because he would do anything for money. And...
CHAPTER 1 Nigel Summers hurt. Finding out your choice of woman doesn’t love you anymore — if she ever did — hurts. Being divorced by her hurts. He fucking hurt all over. He’d lost his job — he’d become too sad-faced and was depressing his team said the boss when firing him. Surprisingly Nigel didn’t have time to brood or run in front of an eighteen-wheeler. The boss of a rival firm Sunrise Management called and said he heard Nigel had been fired. They had become acquainted attending regional...
My story goes back about 10 years, when at the time I was married to my wife Barbara for about 8 years. We were post high school sweethearts, dated for 4 years and then got married. We always clicked, had many of the same interests and were both young and inexperienced sexually. We did not have intercourse until our wedding night (actually a few nights later due to her time of the month) and enjoyed a very happy and robust sexual honeymoon. As I think back, our sex life post honeymoon was never...
My ordeal all started about 3 weeks ago on a Wednesday night. When my wife Sue of 17 years said she wanted a lover or a divorce. You see my wife is 35 years old and I am 51 years old. Sue is very attractive with milk toast skin, light red hair, and C cup tits. Sue keeps her self in good shape going to the gym 4 days a week. I on the other hand would have to describe myself as with more then a few extra pounds and I have ED (erectile dysfunction). I was still shocked with her revelation never...
I would just like to say a massive thanks to you, the reader, for staying with this story through the first two instalments to this, the final part. For those of you who have stumbled upon this, it follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1 & Lottie and Tom: Part 2. For completion I suggest you read those before this. All characters are 18 or over. As always, I welcome your comments and please, enjoy. ***** Chapter 1: The ‘fasten seatbelts’ sign turned off above us and I unbuckled mine...
"So John you have to decide where you want to go and live." You father tells you but you aren't listening you're staring into space thinking about what has happened in the last few months. Six months ago you were all happy you lived with your mother and father everything was great until your father had an affair with another woman, someone he worked with. Your mum found out and wanted a divorce immediately she could not forgive him. They we amicable in the divorce hearing they decided to sell...
MILFChapter 1: ‘Eek! I’m so relieved and excited at the same time!’ Lottie squirmed in the passenger seat next to me as I drove us back home. Okay, technically it wasn’t her home as she didn’t officially live with my dad, mum and me, but she might as well have done. Charlotte ‘Lottie’ Davis was my best friend and had been since we first met 14 year years ago back on our first day of school. I remember it as clearly as yesterday. My mum dropped me off with an awful lot of hugs and tears and ‘I...
This follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1. For completion I suggest you read that before this. All characters are 18 or over. A massive thank you to all those who enjoyed reading the first instalment and left your comments. I welcome your opinions on this part. ***** Chapter 1: I awoke slowly. It was Sunday, the one day of the week where my parents shared my love of staying in bed. No one in our house rose before 10am on a normal Sunday. Lottie had stayed overnight, which equally...
I could see she had been crying, and as soon as the door closed behind Gloria, Jenny practically threw herself around my neck, soaking my shirt with her tears! "Hey!" I said, as soothingly as I could, "What's all this about?" "I just didn't know where to go!" she sobbed, "Or who to turn to! You've been so nice, I just... just... !" Another burst of crying interrupted whatever she was going to say. I guided her to the sofa that Gloria had insisted on having along one wall of my...
Charlotte Moore, to the prying eyes of outsiders, was a strange girl. Aged just about twenty years old, freshly dropped out of university and working on reception at an insurance company, she acted much older than how she looked. She never went out, much to the dismay of the long queue of boys and men that had taken one look at her pretty face and would have given anything for just one kiss from those dark, rosebud lips. She was always either at work or shut away in her parent’s house and...
Charlotte Moore, to the prying eyes of outsiders, was a strange girl. Aged just about twenty years old, freshly dropped out of university and working on reception at an insurance company, she acted much older than how she looked. She never went out, much to the dismay of the long queue of boys and men that had taken one look at her pretty face and would have given anything for just one kiss from those dark, rosebud lips. She was always either at work or shut away in her parent’s house and...
Straight SexWHORE FOR THE FANS EPISODE 1 PIXIE LOTT BY MR OLD MUCK (c) [Stripping & lap dance, butt play & hand job,]Info:Pixie Lott is an English singer, songwriter, and actress. Her debut single, "Mama Do", was released in June 2009 and went straight to number one in the UK Singles Chart. Her second single, "Boys and Girls", also topped the UK Singles Chart in September 2009. WikipediaBorn: 12 January 1991 age 28 Disclaimer: The following is in no way real. Everything you are about to read came...
Nick’s divorce was immanent as he was standing in front of a window on the sixth floor of an office building listening to Craig, his lawyer go over details contained in his wife’s divorce papers. He was glad it was almost over, but not about how greedy she was being about things. He hated having to be mean. But she was getting terrible advice from her lawyer. They were upping the demands after every meeting. She sued for the divorce and thought he would just give her everything she wanted. On...
After twenty one years of marriage, and of being with the same man since I'd lost my virginity to him, I found myself faced with divorce papers. Attracted to a young assistant in his office, she and my husband had an affair, resulting in the slut getting knocked up. Choosing the young pussy over mine, the bastard had divorce papers served on me a short time after he discovered he was going to be a daddy again. Not only was I crushed, but so were our three kids, our twenty-one year old...
SeductionHi, myself Riya. I am 32 years old. This is my first story and you will get a lot in the coming days. I am divorced and I have had a lot of experience before and after divorce. This story is about 1 month after I got a divorce. I had to get a job to look after my needs. To give you brief of my beauty. I am 5.6 height 38 32 38. I like to wear revealing saree, tight top, and jeans, tight leggings, skirt and yoga pants. I like when guys stare at my assets. I love to get grouped in public. Without...
October 1997I could not believe I had this beautiful twenty-five-year-old on her hands and knees with her legs spread wide with my attorney’s cock in her mouth while my prick slid in and out of her pussy. Oh, what a wonderful slut, and I like sluts. Let me give you a little background.A week prior:Although the upcoming divorce caused my heart to twinge occasionally, I was prepared. In the three weeks prior, I had started a new job with a sweet deal and was ready to close on a nice lakefront...
TrueMy name is Becky, I’m a 26 year old secretary. I’d been going out with Brian for a year. I knew he was married and was going through a divorce. However his divorce was coming through within a month and I was planning something special for him.Little did I know during the planning that it was going to change our lives forever.His divorce was coming through on a Friday and so I had planned a sexy present for him: a foursome! Me, him and a couple I know who swing. I know that Brian has always...
It was strange, I have never been invited to or been to a divorce party. It was Renee's divorce party, I could tell she could be wild, she was always flirting with me, and we even talked sometimes about fantasies that we had. She had such a curvaceous body, nice full breasts and a round ass, that made me squirm every time I saw it. We had even fooled around, but we never had sex, but we had seen enough of each other, it seemed like we had. She had an erotic revealing picture of me, which...
Bikini Beach: The Divorce By Bashful Cecil Mathers, 'Cec' to his friends, was a real S.O.B.. He was ready to end his three-year marriage just because he was tired of his wife. He had to figure some way to get out of paying alimony though. "Jack, you avoided the alimony bit, how?" Cec asked his best friend. Jack Carson had successfully gotten out of his five year marriage without paying his former wife a dime. She was now working at the all night waffle house as a...
Hey friends, Mera naam Abhishek hai, main punjab mein rehta hu, Main ab apni mumma ke saath rehta hu , unka divorce ho chuka hai, pehle papa paas rehta tha. Meri Mumma ke boobs bahut bade bade hin and gaand bhi gol hai and bahar ko hai. Rang gore se thoda k hai, aur sharir thoda bhaari hai. Bahut sexy hai. Ye baat tb ki hai jb mumma ke divorce ko 3 saal ho gaye the. Aur hum naani ke ghar reh rahe the. Ghar mein Naani, Mama, Mumma and main rehte hain. Ek din Mama and Naani Mausi ko milne kisi...
To my dedicated readers: You will find that this story is completely different from those I have written in the past. I will be giving the point of views from almost all of characters involved. The main story revolves around a family of four: The McLean's and two Marriage Counselors A Better Solution Than Divorce Part 1 By Jennifer Allison CAST OF CHARACTERS: Dr. Richard McLean: 38 year old Pediatrician, father. Helen McLean: 37 year old high school teacher,...
WHORE FOR THE FANS EPISODE 1 PIXIE LOTBY MR OLD MUCK(c)[Stripping & lap dance, butt play & hand job,]Info:Pixie Lott is an English singer, songwriter, and actress. Her debut single, "Mama Do", was released in June 2009 and went straight to number one in the UK Singles Chart. Her second single, "Boys and Girls", also topped the UK Singles Chart in September 2009. WikipediaBorn: 12 January 1991 age 28 Disclaimer: The following is in no way real. Everything you are about to read came from...