Author's note: I wrote this novel out of sexual frustration during the months I spent working on an A.I.D. project in Oman, an extremely conservative Islamic state (no bars, movies, or extra women). It is copyrighted and is intended only for the private use of the readers. I would enjoy hearing from you. Chapter 1 - Bromfield's Temptations Louise's bra had...
When Naomi and I first started going out together, she was sharing a rather nice split-level apartment in the city with another girl. One evening I went straight to Naomi's from work and needed to take a shower before we went out. I turned on the taps and stepped into the big oversized shower recess. About halfway through, I dropped the soap and while bendi...
"Hello," they said, as they went to their change rooms. It was always the same word and nothing more. Inside each change room were two lights, fluorescent tubes in wire cages which protected them from vandalism. They lit a room of cement with four shower cubicles, stainless steel toilets, sinks and a cement bench on the wall around the room to sit on. He wa...
Thanks for all the feedback I have received on this story; I hope to be able to build up Kelly and Jack's relationship over the next few chapters. Please let me know if there is anything, in particular you would like to see between them. * Kelly helped me back to my room, and to my surprise climbed into my bed next to me. "Don't get any idea's Jack; I'm j...
They had only arrived at the resort, but the amazement of the trip already had Tim buzzing. As he climbed out of the plane, another girl in yoga pants and a tight top like Clarissa's reached for his hand to assist him. He caught her eyes as they sized up his still hard cock through his tight shorts, and smiled after realizing that she had also caught him l...
We're still at the conference. It's the last day and we leave tomorrow morning. I see you less and less during the days. We lunch and occasionally dine apart, but you always call me up after dinner and ask me to come to your room. Of course, I always come and spend the night. When we're at the office, we have the agreement that I have the option of fucking y...
Tour of the Resort Layla and Sir were led through organized wildness of tropical plantings. They passed a gazebo where a couple sat at a round table. Was someone crouched under the table? “You’ll notice there’s a lot of wrought iron around,” said their guide, gesturing to luxuriantly upholstered iron lounge chairs. “The weight is useful. We don’t wan...
She snatched the cool can of orange cream soda from the machine, popped it open and pressed it to her hot forehead, the bubbles hissing and tickling her brow. Screw him, she thought, opening her door and kicking off her sneakers. What the hell was Stu's problem? Fucking men. No. Scratch that. Take that back. Not "men". Boys. Nasty, dirty, sophomoric little b...
Author's note — I'd like to thank Poizon69 for his help. Comments and feedbacks are welcome. *-*-* "I need a change." Elisa said to herself looking into her mirror. She firmly decided she wouldn't go to her office any more. She was bored with her work, even more with her boss, and decided she would look around for another job. Getting a job was not easy,...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number...