"Honey, can you hear me?" Michelle's voice sounded out of Bastian's laptop. "Yeah, darling, I can hear you perfectly," Bastian answered, waving back at his young wife on the screen before him. "We've finally arrived in the village, and everything is set for the wedding the day after tomorrow. Two weeks are over, only two more to go until you've got me back...
I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me...
It is now about 6:30 in the morning and the Syrian sun rises over Damascus. I have been living here for a while now and have just met a woman her name is Anna. Neither of us is from this city. It seems rather fitting that we found kindred spirits within each other. As I rise from the bed, I notice Anna bringing me some breakfast, wearing a flower in her hair...
As I have specified before ... I was an oil engineer on the African continent for two decades. I had witnessed many things that the main stream media has not addressed. Black on white dominance was very prevalent in many countries. There were many whites victimized of killings, theft, slavery and rape. I have written a number of stories of black lust on this...
This is my first story, so be gentle. Several other stories are in the works, and Deb and I write many of them together. Some of our stories (like this one) are based on our actual experiences. Others will be pure fiction. * * * * * * * * * * I'm Debbie. My husband Neil and I are now grandparents, and have been happily married for over 30 years. We've been...
(Wail on an African Safari a little white housewife sees things she never seen before. But likes!) * This story that I'm about to tell you happened about 5 years ago. I was 28 years old at the time. My name is Brandy and I'm married to Hank who is the same age. We have been married for 10 years and have two children. Lets see, I'll tell you a little abou...
Safari This story, as is all stories, isn't written for everyone. If you enjoyed it, thank you very much and you're welcome. If not, thank you for visiting. ***** Africa. Kenya. It was just before it got really hot. Even now it was hot and dry and everywhere we drove the dust billowed up in back of us so thick we could hardly see where we've been. There w...
The moonlight flooded through the open French-doors, illuminating the bedroom in a pale translucent glow. A tender hint of summer lavender, in full bloom, mixed with the mild scent of jasmine, danced on the midnight breeze accompanied by the soft dispersed noise of the cricket's night-song. It was a perfect summer's night; we lay entwined on a sheet-less bed...
Once again, I would like to thank Flavian for his editing expertise and logic. There is not a lot of sex in this story. ***** Jungle Fever---Two women and three men go on Safari. They don't call them the big five for nothing. The big wide-bodied jet lifted smoothly off the ground at Dulles airport and I thought, yet again, how amazing it was that airpl...
Mary Jane stood in the middle of the sound stage dressed in some ones idea of what a woman would wear on an African safari. Khaki shirt and shorts with way too many pockets and a pith helmet. Thick socks and hiking boots completed the outfit. Several men, similarly attired, were lying on the floor with fake blood smeared on them. A mousy little man who had...