Amsterdam, The Netherlands Cock Sucker Hi, my name is Lacey. I am a prostitute in the red-light district of Amsterdam. I am working my way through graduate school, but the truth is, I like my job. After I finish graduate school, I still want to get paid to fuck. I like the art of erotica, and I'm unsure how I will balance my life after school. It is Thurs...
Hi, we are Rebecca and dave, aged 31 and 35 from England. This is a 90% true story about our visit to Amsterdam, my first attempt at writing a story so I just hope you like it. We have both been into the idea of having a threesome with another guy, but hadn't really wanted to in the uk in case we bumped into an unwanted memory ha ha...you know. For my bir...
Standing in the train station, Roxxana always enjoyed people watching. She could sit there for hours making up stories about the random people that passed; this man, balding in his mid 40's was on his way to meet his mistress... He would get to her house, running his finger through his thinning brown hair, flecks of grey catching in the mid-afternoon sunlig...
Strictly speaking, it was too cold outside for window shopping. And, frankly, if we were shopping for something different, I would have protested and dragged my wife back to the hotel. But, since we were in the red-light district in Amsterdam, I was okay with it. I had seen streetwalkers in various cities in America but the situation in Amsterdam is surreal...
Pain is my Pleasure Luisa sat with Meghan and Mistress Miranda sipping strawberry Bellini's in a low-lit room with what looked like very expensive artwork on the walls. If Luisa been asked what the visit to a Mistress would entail, she certainly wouldn't have predicted this. Meghan and Miranda were examining a pot of lube laced with weed, discussing how i...
As I mention from time to time, my Mother was born in The Netherlands where her parents and her sister and her family still live. Over the years we have made an effort to get together every two years, alternating between us going there and them coming here. Now that we are older, I'm pushing thirty three as I write this, the participants have changed a bit....
This is the second chapter of my story on Stefanie Joosten, this continues straight on from the first chapter, so it would be best to read that first. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy the story. Thank You. ********************** I sat in a chair, enjoying the fresh air whilst sipping on some coffee, it was relatively early and people slowly starting to move abou...
This is a character driven story, of two lovers, Misha and Froo. But in life, no relationship is in isolation and theirs is no different. I have incorporated some of your suggestions into the story and would like to thank those of you who have sent messages saying they are enjoying the story so far, and have commented in which direction they would like the...
I was leaving Salzburg amidst one of the worst hangovers I have encountered. I remember laying down on my bed. I didn't remember it in the morning. My resuscitation was immediate and startling. My eyes slammed open and I became immediately conscious. My physical condition was my first observation. My throat was as dry and raspy as sandpaper. Filmy crud choke...
This is one of our best adventures to date. Since my wife had started her new career, we had paid all our bills, and saved up several thousands of dollars, so we decided to start doing what we both love to do, travel! One of the first places that we went to was Amsterdam. It quickly turned into not a vacation, but work for both of us. Well, mostly Tracy that...