(Saludos. he estado desconectado unos días por que estaba de vacaciones con mi marido en Egipto. Aun así, he aprovechado los trayectos en autobús, avión, o sea, los tiempos muertos, para escribir en mi móvil una historia erótica. La subiré poco a poco por que no quiero desatender mi proyecto principal de los 7 pecados. Eso si, no buscare gifs ni imágenes, po...
10. The Handshake, Warm Greeting of an Erect Cock When a woman greets an erect cock with something of a soft handshake...light, warm, friendly, seductive grip....that lets you know she's delighted to see you--erect--and is ready to lead you (or pull you) into bed with her (see photo). 9. The Caress and Cupping of the Balls Upon giving the warm handshake,...
Chapter 1. "Bodas de Sangre?!" I looked up from my reading to my fellow passenger in the aisle seat. She was a very attractive woman, professionally dressed, I thought perhaps a few years older than I was. I returned her smile. "Si. Garcia Lorca, 1933, Bodas de Sangre." I put down the manuscript of the play and continued in Spanish, "Have you read it?" Th...
"Can I take a picture with you, Carlos?" asked the tiny blonde woman in a jean skirt and pink tank-top. "Sure, of course," Carlos said, pushing his chair away from the small patio table where he and Ria were eating breakfast. He stood up from the table and put his arm around the woman. The woman looked over at Ria and held up her mobile phone. "Do you min...
The truck died after five hours of driving down the rutted dirt tracks and muddy river beds of the Colombian jungle. Chambers pushed the truck into the ditch at the side of the road and covered it with branches and foliage from the brush at the side of the road, and then Alma, April, May and Chambers started walking. "Any idea where the nearest town is," Ch...
Un dia, un hombre conoció a una mujer en Argentina... Once upon a time, a man met a woman in Argentina... As the airliner was on its approach to the airport in Buenos Aires, Bradley Taylor looked out at the metropolis below. It was a huge city — as one would expect, since almost half of Argentina's population lived in the greater Buenos Aires vicinity. Th...
Author's Note: This is the first is a series of stories of those fabled people that travel constantly on their jobs, the Road Warriors. Each story is unique, with different characters, locales and plots. I will consider opening this series up to other authors on request. An explanatory note: in much of the story the dialog mostly takes place in Spanish. I...
Chapter 3 - The Finale Patty had never felt more slutty than she did at the moment with Mr. Roid's big black dick up her 18 year old asshole, as she sucked on Shaquille's 13 incher, and Ms. Cumming's tongue played a tarantula on her clitoris, all at the same time and everbody together. The video camera was running, and the tape would be posted on the intern...
(Disclaimer: This is pure fiction and a fantasy of mine. Not based on true events.) My name is Bill, 21, of Native American descent, just below 6 ft, athletic build and enlisted in the Marine Corps of the United States. I enlisted when I was 19 soon after graduating high school and was still deciding whether or not I wanted to pursue a college degree. I w...
Author's Note: I was listening to Brenda Lee's great song, "I Want to be Wanted" recently and it sounded like a story was in that sad song, trying to get out. Maybe this is that story. Thanks to techsan for his editing. Tennessee Waltz (© acuff rose music, inc.) was written by Pee Wee King and Redd Stewart. Never Ending Love was written by Delaney Braml...