Disclaimer: This story is for Adults Only. If you are underage, exit now. Make sure to store this book where minors cannot access it. This book contains graphic language and scenes of sexual acts. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 years old. All sexual acts are consenting. This story may portray scenes of intercourse, voyeur, outercourse, anal...
From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Thursday, July 15, 1992 I was having the most incredible dream. Somebody, I wasn't sure who at first, was giving me one heck of a blow job. She was licking my penis as avidly as if it was a stick of peppermint and peppermint was her favorite thing in the entire world and had me hard as a rock. I laid there, savoring the wond...
Bashasha lowered her head quietly and waited for the great Sheik to speak. She had been summoned before him and prayed to Allah that neither she, her girls nor anyone under her command had angered him. “Praise be to Allah, great Sheik. I am yours to command.” She spoke, head lowered waiting for the young man’s reply. Mohammed watched the older woman in a c...
Chapter One It was early not yet six o'clock. I was wide awake so I rolled out of bed, showered, got dressed, and then drove in my royal blue Lotus to Keirdran's house. I probably should have called before I just showed up or at the least knocked on the door before entering, but then I had a key. I was quiet as I tiptoed to his bedroom, not sure what I w...
First of all I want to apologize to all for not getting the following continuation to this true experience off sooner. I have been extremely busy with both my job, which requires a lot of time and travel, and trying to get as much black cock that I can possible get. Reading Part 1 will give you some more background. On my way to the parking garage across th...
Dedicated - as always - to the fans of The Sheik and the Slave For all the comments and emails I received to finish and continue the sheik - I thank you. I have a new job which leaves little time to write but I know the fans of the sheik would be disappointed so I continue the story. As usual, this is not the end - so bear with me in the next chapter. Hop...
Sir Harold and Lady Stockton, of Seagrave Manor, Seagrave, Leics., had one much-loved daughter, Araminta Claudia. Araminta was a beautiful young woman, tall, slim and regal, and the contrast between her long honey-blond hair and her treacle-dark flashing eyes never failed to startle those who met her for the first time. In her second year at Imperial College...
Chapter 1. Hell in a Bucket "I'm so fucked. He owed me fifteen grand!" I was sitting with my good friend Al at our Wednesday table in the corner window of Fink's Fine Foods on a foggy San Francisco morning. I sat with my back to the window, slumped down in the seat with a hoodie down over my eyes, oblivious to the street action we so often snarkily commente...
Author's Note: This is a re-post of my previous and first submission. This time 'round, it has been revised, changed and lengthened. I hope you enjoy it. Also, there is NO sex in this first chapter, and there may not be any in any further chapters, I don't know yet. If you are looking for a quick wank, then look elsewhere; if you want a good story, read on....
Author's note: This pre-1890 historical romance tells of actual notable people. All sex involves live humans aged 18+, even the whores AFAIK. The text contains casual racism and sexism and very little explicit human sex; if you object, stop reading. Plant sex is pretty muted too. Stilted speech patterns are intentional. Views expressed are not necessarily th...