Continued from Chapter 3: While working deep undercover for the CIA in Pakistan, he routinely crossed the border to Afghanistan and Pakistan. From where he was perched atop of a hill, he could see the borders of both countries. At the time he was there, he overlooked a six-man band of Navy SEALS who were obviously on a mission. Even without binoculars or th...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * "Where do I deliver the dress and the jewellery afterward?" asked Zoa, looking at the reflection of herself, and the tailor, and the ceremonial advisor. There was plenty room for all of them in the mirror. It filled nearly half a wall. "You don't do that, darling," said the ceremonial advisor with a smile. "It'...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones, which is why i...
Hey Guys, So I really enjoyed writing the first chapter of the awkwardly named Cribs in Camo. So I will be writing another. I warn of the regular stuff with me; men with pussies, breasts, pregnancies, even dresses, the whole nine. If you could be made uncomfortable of my uneducated playing-with of the male gender borderlines, I suggest you step away now. I...
Well when she woke up we went out and had coffee. She was having morning sickness and needless to say, I wasn't really feeling like eating. We discussed our options and she said that she wanted to have the baby, which was fine with me. I mean after all, I grew up going to catholic school as well as military school, so abortion really wasn't an option for me...
"What kind of a name is Zineb Jabrane?" Jamaican Defense Force Corporal Jacobson Abrahams asked wryly, a big grin on his handsome face, as he sat across from me. I looked at the handsome young Jamaican guy and shrugged. Truth be told, I thought Jacobson Abrahams was an odd name for a black man. Most of the ones I knew back in my hometown of Marrakesh had eth...
Sumiko, my wife's best friend, is visiting us over the Christmas and New Year Holidays. They went to High School and College together; and visit for one or two weeks each year... even though Sumi lives in California, while we reside in Hawaii. Needless to say Sumiko prefers to visit us more often. They are the same age, 35; and stay in excellent physical s...
WESTRONS APPENDICES This is NOT a continuation of the story. Instead, because of the volume of feedback I've received, I decided to add some explanations, and reveal some of the influences which shaped the story. Also, with the permission of the readers, I'd like to share some of the feedback I got. It's organized like this: 1- Influences / inspiration 2...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam - The Plague Dance. It did not take long to evacuate the village as we had evacuated twice before when strong storms with high wind and large hail threatened the village. From the plateau of the temple I could see the light from the torches moving through the darkness as the villagers made their way to the caves. Attu and his people ar...
Mars - 3752 C.E. The gust of wind that blew over the red soil picked up a fistful of red dust and brushed it against Colonel Vashti's visor. Through the scattered grains, she was able to admire a landscape that was both splendidly barren and untidily littered with the detritus of war. A tank that had sunk inside a crater was weathered by wind rather than ru...