"Time Out" is Part Three of the sexual story of my life. "The Sophomore Jinx" which was posted on 10/1 was Part Two. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance. The summer after my sophomore year of college I had reason to take time out. Time out from my sexual adventures. I had reason to question the morality of what (and who)...
Sheik Fouad was looking down at the parade for the 10th Emirate Day celebrations. Although it was still before noon the sun was blasting down on the assembled crowd. From the shaded balcony of the governmental building he scanned the stand on the other side of the street. When would the messenger come and bring the would-be assassin his bomb? His secret po...
Anna was the first wife of Ali, a serious 40-something Jordanian engineer. For a long time, she was the one. Anna loved Ali. She had loved him from the first days she met him at the university in her country where he went to study. There were plenty of handsome, healthy, strong and even smart Slavic boys, but she was used to them. That tall, handsome, right...
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
A fantasy by Julie Van and Curt B with later chapters written by Wunderboi. The sexual excitement grows in Hawksville as Rhino Industries expands its influence on the town, its white wives increasingly seduced by the power and sexual prowess of the black African executives, not to mention the intoxicating influence of the 'Rhino effect' which leads many whi...
It was an eerie feeling when we made landfall at last, finding ourselves back on the West Coast again. Not everyone had opted to stay with us, of course, with plenty of the cruise passengers preferring to touch down in places like Alaska, British Columbia, or Washington State. We lost over half the crew as well by the time that this was done, but we continue...
Pt. XI: The Queen of Hearts Hours later when Jack, Kim and Sam arrived back in Las Vegas, Jack wanted to meet with Thomas Peterson immediately if not sooner. He did. But Peterson wasn't talking. He was dead. The three left immediately for the police impound garage where Peterson's vehicle had been taken. Detective Jimmy DeDad of the Las Vegas Metropolitan...
Author's Note: This story takes place in my Rarity series, the one with all the centaurs. However, this story will take place on another part of the planet and centaurs will not be the focus. Now, please keep these important facts in mind: Many elements of cultures from our reality have been used for my story, but my story doesn't rightly represent our reali...
After I cleaned up the mess in the bedroom left from a day of lovemaking with Sandy, I called Rachel. When there was no answer, I presumed she was still in Minneapolis. Nonetheless, I decided I would drop by the bookstore to see if she was there but not answering the phone. Then I could go around the corner to Wendover's Gallery to let them know my pictures...
(please bear with me. i am on vacation and almost done with the chapter that follows this one. i love all the comments, even the hard bashing ones. i am working to try and wrap this up) * Laura was coming back from her morning jog when she saw David's son, Sean out in front of the house. He looked up and waved to her. She groaned slightly to herself, but p...