"Hello, stud, I can't wait for the two of us to get it on in front of my husband," Arielle Kleinfeld said, a lusty smile on her face as she looked at the tall, handsome Somali-Canadian Muslim man who stood before her. Standing six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular, Abdisalam Hussein was devastatingly handsome and from the smirk on his face, he was we...
Andre was in love. Not with a woman but with Europe. Like so many others, he had chosen to spend his last summer in college Eurorailing his way across the cultural capitals of the world. He had spent a few days in Paris, before heading over the Swiss Alps. He had loved the music scene in Vienna where he had heard an entire concert of Strauss waltzes played i...
Chapter 1: The Stalking I'm always on the lookout for chauvinist pigs with inflated egos that need to be taken down a notch or two. Fortunately for me, or unfortunately, I don't ever have to look very far. The arrogance of some men really astounds me. It is not even their arrogance, it is their presumption that if they are arrogant there isn't anything wro...
Mistress and Commander - Ch 4 Hard Her Service, Poor Her Payment Again, the voyage of Dread Sovereign, with love and heartbreak. No sex here, so strokers tune out. Sunday was Church day. As they stood no anchor watch the Saturday night (trusting that the law-abiding element controlled Stanley and its harbor), Margarethe and her crew exhibited little ble...
This is the second chapter of a story I published when I was much younger, hormonal and immature. This may be why there may be a huge contrast in the writing style of the two chapters. Warning: There is mention of Watersports, which is a fetish which involves pee; minor involvement. ***** We spent the rest of the day chatting and having fun, he was always...
"Where are we going?" She asked. Her heart thundered in her chest as he pulled her up the steps. At the next landing she took some time to look at the view. To her back was the ocean, in all its glory. There was a light breeze, and her straight black hair twirled in her face. Gorgeous trees to her sides sang their song and the lilies danced to the tune. She...
It's amazing what thoughts go through your mind when you think you are going to die. I'm sure other guys on the helicopter that day thought about loved ones or maybe their lives passed before their eyes. Me? The thought of the sweetest pussy I ever had went through my mind. Fall in the mid west is something you have to experience to fully appreciate. I was...
She could hear the twang of a steel guitar coming out of the truck at the next pump as she jumped from the cab of Dwight's truck to the ground. "Now I'm a branded man, out in the cold," sang Merle Haggard. Top 40 country was square, but she liked the sound of his voice. Low, plaintive, with a growl. Umm, she liked that. The desert wind blew across her thin m...
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 (see start of Ch. 70). This story c...
"Me? Your slave? Forget it!" Camilla shouted indignantly. "OK," the first man said. "Have it your way. Dirk, grab her legs." He grabbed her arms while Dirk approached her. "Hey, what are you guys doing?" she shouted as Dirk picked her up by the legs. "Let go of me!" "Oh, we will in a minute," Dirk said as they went into the outside balcony. "Ready to take...