Jamie Warren
Bio
I'm an Englishman who has enjoyed the company of some incredible women. I don't go searching for trouble but somehow it always finds me. I don't write fiction, everything I publish is real lived experience. Be warned, I tell all.
Stories (4/0)
John with the Big Dick
I went art school as I turned 27, having rediscovered my love of sketching and painting a couple of years earlier and fully enjoyed the opportunities it invariably created. I was ready to get my head down, determined to earn the degree I'd missed out on 10 years before.
By Jamie Warren5 years ago in Filthy
Slovakian Sex
She was from a three-horse town called Detva, nestled into the foothills of the Carpathian mountains. We met during the golden years for a young Englishman. A time when every flight, each coach and boat deposited on Britain's shores, a fresh batch of eastern Europeans, placating the UK's expanding economy. They weren't all green, but all hankered for a new life, encounters and all with which that could entail.
By Jamie Warren5 years ago in Filthy
The South American Connection
'There are few finer things in this world than unexpected adventures into parts unknown.' She led me up the stairwell, to a windowless hallway. Doors running off on either side. The smell of recently cooked food filled a windowless corridor.
By Jamie Warren5 years ago in Filthy
Playing Together
You can build up toward coming when you're on your own. Drawing close and then pulling back, taking it to the edge, then stepping away. It is a kind of art that takes practice—keeping speed without crashing—and like all heartfelt expressions, it can be the more pleasurable when performed with someone else.
By Jamie Warren5 years ago in Filthy
