Author's note: This standalone story includes elements from the RON'S JOURNAL series, but reading the other chapters is optional. The tale contains seduction, betrayal, violence, and dust devils. The story is probably fairly fictional. All sexual acts involve live humans over age 18. Felice is mostly the McGuffin. Your feedback is appreciated. ***** The Tem...
You relax on the beach, the heat of the sun warming your skin. If someone had told you last week that you’d be relaxing on a secluded beach on a Caribbean island, you’d have thought they were crazy. But here you are! As you half-doze on the sand you think back to when you got the letter that started everything. You were on your way out of the house to go to...
The lovely female musicians were all of a similar beauty. They had been chosen by the sultan with the care and vanity of a teamster assembling a match-set of chariot horses. Dark-haired, olive-skinned, large-eyed and full-lipped. Each dressed in flowing white robes, with gold hems. As they played their strings, cymbals, and pipes from their golden shell al...
Refer to Bukkake Fiend Man for Introduction Story: *** After the desert house incident where 15 guys cummed in my mouth I developed a taste for cum like never before. This became a weekly event for about a month. On Saturday I would go to the desert house and suck 15 dicks, swallowing all the cum. It was typically the same guys, with a new face occasionall...
I must have dozed off, because I heard a sound that sounded like glass rattling in the kitchen. Could this have been real, could I have just had a young girl from PCC make love to my cock with her mouth? I looked down and my robe was open shorts were across the room and I knew that either it had indeed happened or I'd had one hell of a wet dream! Clearing my...
In Part 1 we met Theresa. Theresa is a schoolteacher with long blonde hair and blue eyes from Germany. Theresa is spending her summer working on an archaeological dig when a revolution breaks out in that country and the airport is closed. She takes up an offer by the leader of a team of securitymen to try to get out of the country by the road south into the...
ISIS: THE CONCEPTION I was with him, my husband, my lover. We were together in the night ocean; the moon, the stars, and the planets, our only witnesses.I wrap my legs around his tanned, nude body like two separate anacondas squeezing the life out of its prey.I press my bronze breasts against his wet chest.I kiss him softly on the lips; the tips of our ton...
OM. Man’s relationship with the Goddess is explained in a picture; a symbol; an eternal moment. The scripture goes something like this: A mango coloured sun is hovering just above the horizon, covering the desert in twilight. The only existing construction in this vast plane stands out like an erect penis, and it castes a shadow three times its own height a...
Here, in the heart of the desert, an oasis had been born that history had never seen before. It was of magnanimous proportions and it took the notion of what an oasis actually was to unparalleled heights, making it unrivalled as a sort of latter-day Xanadu. People came from far and wide to frolic in this artificial environment. They were drawn by the sheer s...
"O my Soul, there is a link between your hear and mine. And my heart is looking for that path. My heart is clear and pure like water and pure water is a perfect mirror for moonlight." --Mevlana Jalalu'din Rumi, Veiled Please… Let me die… The hot desert sun was starting to set, and the cold was creeping in. The last of Saira's strength gav...