This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. In memory of my aunt. A slut of epic levels and magnitude. And a heart of gold. ------- Amsterdam Holland 1966. It was Margo's first time out of Greece, and she was excited. She had been apprehensive at the airport waiting for George to pick her up. She spoke some English, but her French was better;...
This happened back in the summer. I was staying in a hotel in Zeeland for work. Because of my job I spend a lot of my time in hotels. Some of them are better than others. This one was sort of middle of the road. It wasn't a slum but it wasn't the Ritz either. It was also one of the few places where I have a bit of a communication barrier as Dutch is very muc...
Author's note: there is a chapter "Author's notes" at the end of this one, I believe it's worth a read. I hope you enjoy this (long) story, and if you have feedback and/or ideas, please leave a comment, I love to hear what you think! update 25/12/2020: First of all, apologies for the long wait. When I started writing this story I had expected to h...
"He" and "I" became "We". Our relationship had no effect on my job at the bank. There, my world was my desk. Alex' desk was the world. He did not even have an office at the bank, on the rare occasions when he was there, he used the boardroom as an office. His job was to be the front man for the bank, all over the world, so I rarely saw him at work. It was...
NOTE: This is a completely fictional story, written by me, Faptasize, a young male. Hope you enjoy ;) Everyone is over 18. This part will start with a little less action, but don't worry, the good stuff can be found at the end. ***** Kayleigh Adams was the wildest girl I ever knew. She was tall with her 5'9" and never ending legs and measured 34D-24-36...
This was written for my friend who is Dutch. Does anyone know the word for penis in Dutch? We are somewhere hot. You may choose- Hawaii, Jamaica, Aruba, Bahamas or somewhere in Asia. It really doesn't matter because we are inside. But it is hot inside and outside. I'm not sure why we don't have AC but- on with the story. We've met on one of your much-need...
Going Dutch -- Krysta My name is Brian. I had gone through an emotional period where I lost my job, got divorced and managed to make a small windfall on the stock market. Not a fortune, but enough that I could be something of a daytrader and be able to earn my living from anywhere in the world. I had an affinity for Holland, not Amsterdam which is everyone'...
Victoria took great pleasure in preparing for the club; her pussy tingling and swelling sweetly as she felt the soft black leather on her legs on slipping the tight leggings on. Tonight she would wear a black silk top and black stilettos and carry a short whip which was attached to her shoulder bag; she had chosen not to look too extreme on her first night,...
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...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...