I knew that it must be morning, although the hotel room was dark. All the curtains were drawn tight. I reached across the bed, no Louie. The clock told me that it was after 9:00. I had apparently slept in, needing the rest after the problems I had the night before. The mirror and the bathroom light showed me that I looked terrible. My face was puffy, my skin...
Major Themes: M/F; M/F x many ladies; interracial sex ‘black on blondes’; male stripping; muscle worship; sexual fantasy especially black fantasy; cock tease and cock worship; male sexual domination. Disclaimer: The Story of The Blacklion and its many chapters to follow is a work of erotic fiction and fantasy. It is meant to provide entertainment for th...
Adam, just Adam, was the name he had used to book the trip. By all accounts "Adam" was an ordinary 25 year-old man, working as a consultant in a multinational IT company, occasionally going to the gym, driving a car from a few years ago, married to a fairly beautiful, though somewhat average wife, no children. Every winter, after the rushed workweeks of the...
It was almost midnight when I decided to get a room for the night. I was six hours out of LA coming home from a medical conference. It had been boring and drawn out, filled with stuffy professionals who droned on and on about business. I was overdue for some recreation. I like having fun. I like to get fucked. Just thinking about orgasm turns me on. I pulle...
Chapter 13 -- Nature hike The next day, Trish woke up to the pre-dawn crowing of Flora's rooster, as usual. And, as usual, she responded by throwing a mango seed at the bird to shut him up, only to have a near-miss and send him running off and clucking in protest. The rooster had learned to watch out for the daily mango seed and was ready to run as soon as...
'Here I am,' you think. You are Valerie, an intrepid young woman with an adventurous streak and a taste for danger. After downing a few ales in the port-city of Rustil, you overheard a band of unsavoury pirates mention a so-called Island of Domination. Normally, you'd be inclined to ignore such talk as the addled talk of drunken sailors, but the way they had...
The First day Each plane we board is smaller than the last as we flew south for our dream vacation. We had started out at Vancouver International Airport on a huge wide bodied something or other, then changed planes in Honolulu and again in New Zealand until we finally took off from some small South Pacific island in a tiny float plane for our final flight...
The hot, humid Hawaiian air hit us like a ton of bricks as soon as we departed the aircraft. At first it was stifling, but by the time we got our bags and rented a car, our bodies had done a good job of adjusting to the new atmosphere. Even though back home in Los Angeles it was warm, this was different. This was tropical. And it felt good! You could see it...
The decision was made and now it was up to me to make our travel arrangements to the unique Caribbean island of St. Martin. By way of some extensive web surfing, I discovered that the island is actually split between the Dutch and the French. The Dutch own the south part of the island which has the largest natural bay and is now where all the cruise ships do...
A Tale from the Erotic Adventures of Solomon Magus * 'Twas in Javan that I first met the lady known as Pandora. I had come to that land of volcanoes and effervescent pools of water to sample the hot springs, which were well known for their apparent healing properties. And since I was recovering from a rather harsh punishment I received at the hands of the...