Author's note: It has been nearly a year and a half since my last submission, and over these past few months of idleness, I've been searching for some idea, some story line that would challenge me, and get me excited about writing again. I have about a dozen stories that I've started, but never got fired up over, so they sit in a file somewhere and will like...
When Derek saw his long term girlfriend Melissa take hold of another man he had never imagined it would cause him such ego breaking pain and also, such exhilaration. Derek was twenty-four. He was an accountant and had just started at a big consultancy in the city. He was tall and fit and still played college rugby on the weekends. He had met Melissa three ye...
Chapter 1: Iris was invited by her parents for supper. They assumed that she was still together with Leo for Iris hadn't told them that she dumped his ass and had him serving tricks. The two decided to go there together, for Dez wanted to meet Iris' family. "Fuck. My dad and my mom are gonna freak out when they see me with you. Just the thought that thei...
On Sunday, 22 June 1941, Anna and Niki woke to shouting in the building. "The Germans have attacked! The Germans have attacked!" The radio reported the attack and said that the Red Army was fighting valiantly but with no more details. On Tuesday all the workers gathered in the main factory building to hear Comrade Biebler, Elena's father, give a speech. At...
The child I carried was lost. By the time the bus reached Kinsarvik my pants were covered with blood. Dreng only managed to get me to Harald's office in time because of the town's people who made a litter and helped him carry me there. For three days Dreng, Harald and his wife, Marianne, tended to my body, ravaged by fever, and weak from the loss of blood. O...
**** WARNING: This is a stroke story. It contains group sex, oral sex, anal sex, facials, girl-on-girl, and lesbian incest. It does NOT contain significant character development or much of a plot. If any of that bothers you, read something else. Similarities to real people are quite intentional, but names have been changed to protect the less than innocent....
It was finally my turn to travel to Germany. Most of my business partners recounted personal tales of sexual adventures during their journeys. I had never been interested in Germany until I received specific information regarding their saunas. I had a particular interest in how males and females openly shared the same sauna. The lure of naked strangers sitti...
It's late September 1944 and me and my squad are on the outskirts of Anloo,The Netherlands.I"m Sergeant John Ridgeway of the First Canadian Army. In all there are ten of us on a road that leads through Anloo. We've been tracking a group of Nazi trying to get back to German soil. So far they responsible for the outright slaughter of two towns and we made...
I remember the first time that I saw a Mustang. It was a brand new '64 powder blue with a white top. It was pretty compared to what was around in those days. Many of the new car models were boring until the Mustang added some excitement to the mix. I lusted over Mustang's until I bought my first one in '85, a black GT with a 5 speed and two tone charcoal g...
It's late, nearly 11, on an early November night. The chill on the platform of the Hamburg train station is penetrating, a damp, German cold that soaks up through the soles of your shoes, no matter how stout, and ends up in your bones. The cold air is only accentuating the typical train station smell--that smell of electricity, cigarettes, cinders, cheap foo...