Amsterdam Epiphany
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The story I am about to tell is completely true. I have decided that I need to write it down as I will remember it as the event that changed my life forever. It is also the reason that I now have my tattoo of a tulip. I wear it as a badge of honour to commemorate a trip I will never forget.
The story begins in Rome on New Year’s Eve two years ago. My wife and two friends were waiting to celebrate the start of a new year in the rain. As the minutes counted down we started the inevitable chat about New Year’s resolutions. All the usual ones were there, until it came to my wife. She thought for a long time and then said, “I’m not going to compromise anymore.”
Introduction: Id heard about Amsterdam but NOTHING prepared me for THIS I was 18 and I had just graduated from high school. My parents wanted me to work hard over the summer and go to university in the fall. I was all in favor of going to university, in fact I had been accepted into 3 of my top 5 picks, Stanford, UCLA and Oregon State. I hadnt decided which one would be my final destination. It was the working hard for the summer that I had a problem with. Id had a job at Joess Sporting Goods...
I’d had a job at Joes’s Sporting Goods for the last 2 years and I had been saving my money for 2 things; university and a trip to Europe after I graduated. I had over $12,000 saved up so I felt I was doing pretty well. The morning after my grad party I got up and went downstairs for breakfast. “Morning, Dear. How was the party last night?” My mother asked. “Pretty good. It was at Miller Johnson’s house and his parents chaperoned. Nobody got REALLY hammered, but lots of them were...
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Lost and found, sweet start of a long love story of sex and spankingI had just turned 18 and was so looking forward to this vacation to Amsterdam but things were just not working out. First the Airline misplaced my luggage so the only thing I had to wear was a short thin sun dress and then the Hotel I was supposed to stay at had overbooked so I had no place to stay so as I wandered down the street I sat down on a bench and started to cry. I had no idea but right across from me was a business...
As I mention from time to time, my Mother was born in The Netherlands where her parents and her sister and her family still live. Over the years we have made an effort to get together every two years, alternating between us going there and them coming here. Now that we are older the participants have changed a bit. The original set of cousins now have jobs and families of their own. This sometimes makes it harder to get away but has also provided more money to fly people back and forth, since...
FetishI lived in Amsterdam I had a small place at the 3rd floor of an old apartment building. It was clean but everything was almost broken and the wall paper certainly cold do with a little freshening up. I left my home town back East after I finished my bachelors to pursue my career in Information Technology at the University of Amsterdam.One day in January I met up with a few friends in the local cafe - a bar you'd say in the States - and after a few drinks we got the idea for a house party. Two...
Anyone that has visited Amsterdam knows the Red Light District..I visited there with my girlfriend and we were up for a weekend of experimentation and exploration of the sexual offerings in Holland.During the evening we would walk through the neon-lit district, and all of the alleyways and watch the horny men of all ages engage in negotiations with the window hookers, oblivious to the watching public or passing folk. I suppose when a guy's desire for hot pussy is so strong all else is...
My wife and I had flown over from the states to visit with her parents who lived there. I had been there once before, for a quick brief visit so I knew a little of the touristy area. On this trip however, I got to see a lot more of the wilder side of Amsterdam, which for me was an eye opening experience. Mieke, my wife was a fiery redhead. Great tits, the kind you could get lost in, and play with for hours. Something she didn't at all mind my doing either. Self assured, confident and...
Chapter Three: Lola's Futa Epiphany By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Lola Lovell's Week, Thursday The sharp scent jolted me awake. Smelling salts. I stared up into Nurse Luann's face. Her hazel eyes studied me. I shuddered, trembling, this embarrassed heat rushing through me. I struggled together myself. I was lying on a bed in the nurse's office. I was here because... “Oh, no,” I groaned. “I'm sorry,” she said. “I didn't mean to spring that news on you so abruptly.” “A sugar...
We arrived at our hotel excited as we had been looking forward to our tip to Amsterdam for ages we had been before but as now liberated swingers we were here to have a lot more fun than before. The clubs bars and cabins all held a new sense of fun for us and we intended to enjoy them all.We quickly unpacked in the hotel it was early evening and the place was jumping as it always is on a Friday night, you eased in to a nice short skirt and a boob tube with nothing underneath just the way I liked...
During my visit to Amsterdam I discovered that sex is not looked upon as it is in the UK. It is much more open and viewed as a natural part of living. In fact this is a "clothing optional" country. I did not realise what this meant until later on during my visit.As I explored though the city streets I noticed that there were quite a few "sex shops" in a certain area. I had always wanted to visit these shops, but I have never been brave enough.I chose one that looked very "business like" and...
Fantasy, or not? You decide!There I was, wandering about in Amsterdam, a little stoned, and a lot horny. Walking past the red-lit doorways was such a turnon. Long-legged women, blonde, redhead, brunette. Stockings, innocent-looking. Corsets, like a Mistress. Whores, made-up with cocksucking lips.I wandered confused, stoned and horny. I really shouldn't have had that third joint. But hell, I loved the feeling of being stoned. The ground was squidgy beneath my feet, propelling me on. I stopped at...
I was in a sex club in Amsterdam a couple of years ago with my wife who was slightly drunk. She is a bit submissive and I enjoy showing her off. She was wearing a short dress, low cut with stockings and a suspender belt underneath. She is petite and slim but has big firm tits (5' but 32E)and keeps her pussy close shaved. Her clit is pierced with a gold bar. We had had a few drinks before we got there and the entrance price included 2 or 3 more.As the night wore on we watched the live show and...
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We had an amazing experience a while ago. It was like we were two innocents who arrived in Amsterdam. We did all the usual tourist haunts, eventually walking around the Red Light District. We were amazed by what was on offer. A doorman talked us into going into this very small club. He was very persuasive. We sat down at a small table and everything seemed rather dull. You were very nervous as I had told you some of the things that went on over here and you drank too much, too quickly, and you...
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BDSMLola Lovell’s Week, Thursday The sharp scent jolted me awake. Smelling salts. I stared up into Nurse Luann’s face. Her hazel eyes studied me. I shuddered, trembling, this embarrassed heat rushing through me. I struggled together myself. I was lying on a bed in the nurse’s office. I was here because... “Oh, no,” I groaned. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to spring that news on you so abruptly.” “A sugar pill?” I asked, this warmth shot through me. “But I was so horny. I did such...
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All week I felt so uncomfortable when I saw Jonathan. After telling him that I was seeing someone else, I could feel him staring me down every time he walked by me. I could just hear him cursing me out in his head. I hated the feeling and I hated that I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The day of the trip to New York with Darrel was no different. I was putting my textbooks in my locker before heading to Darrel’s class when I saw him out of the corner of my eye, walking by slowly with his hands...
Humiliated by Mommy by Naughtieboys [email protected] © Julian Smith and Em-bare-assed Press 1999-2001. Revised 2013. THIS STORY IS PURE FICTION (or unpure friction) FOR ADULTS ONLY. NO REAL CHILDREN WERE HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THIS STORY. BY READING FURTHER, YOU ARE DECLARING THAT YOU ARE A CONSENTING ADULT. This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete and include...
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