At the time I was living in Paris and on sheer whim, I decided to go to Amsterdam for the weekend. I thought to myself, "what better place to act out my fantasies than in Amsterdam?" I packed some of my slutty clothes. I decided on my slutty cowgirl outfit complete with flannel top, jean skirt, white mask, cowgirl hat and my favorite pair of boots, black vin...
When people think of Amsterdam, they often think of two things; marijuana and sex. I hate to look like a tourist, so I'd like to say that I visited Amsterdam for Anne Frank and the Van Gough museum, but that wouldn't be entirely true. I mean, I did visit the city for history and art. But I also visited it for marijuana and sex. On my second night there, my...
May 14, 1940, The world is in turmoil. Tanks and trucks rumble through cities and the countryside. The Wehrmacht has launched it's infamous blitzkrieg against the West....The Newspapers were all so depressing these days. Not that they were wrong of course but we had all heard it first from the radio. Or at least most of us. I had just ridden out of a town so...
My wife and I have been married for over 15 years; we were both pretty inexperienced sexually and our sex life since has been ok, but not wonderful. I felt I was not satisfying her because by the time I had made her cum, I was so knackered I was asleep in seconds. I felt she should be enjoying multiple orgasms and enjoying all sorts of cocks in her. My wife...
I cannot take credit for the following story. My wife and I agreed that each of us should share our favorite fantasy with one another and this was her gift to me. Dear Roy, My fantasies always include you! It is in seeing you excited...seeing and feeling that beautiful bulge between your legs that really turns me on. Knowing how much you enjoy the thought...
“So this is your room, Miss Alba!” the boy said as he unlocked the door and pushed it open, showing her inside with an almost excessively polite gesture. Jessica smiled tiredly as she walked in. A nice small room, not the usual luxury she had almost come accustomed to during the last few years of her acting career, but the decent furnishing of a small mid-cl...
She had just left the Rijksmuseum and at first thought her 53 yr. old eyes were playing tricks on her. It wouldn't be surprising after having spent the morning looking at the Dutch Masters, but right then she was sure she was looking at a masterpiece of her own. He caught he eye – he'd felt someone staring – and waved her over. "What are you doing here in A...
This is probably the final chapter in this series. I thoroughly enjoyed writing it and I wish to thank everyone who commented on the chapters, all your constructive criticism were invaluable. I would suggest reading the spin-off story "The Rise Of The Sex Robots" before reading this final chapter to tie up any loose plot strings. Thanks once again. Enjoy! M...
They sat by the canal, sipping beer, watching the world go by, well, not the entire world. There were no old people or children, no religious zealots or women of a certain age, this was Amsterdam, and the street they were in was not a place that any of those people visited, this wasn’t a family playground, but one of a different sort altogether. It was earl...
Chapter 6 Alison's Friends Indulge MEANWHILE in AMSTERDAM... THE CROMPTON AFFAIR The Hotel Queen Wilhelmina Isabel Crompton awoke and for a few moments could not think where she was. Then the memories flooded back and Isabel was unsure as to whether she should be astonished, appalled and mortified or satisfied, satiated and smug. Her husband Edward was sti...