On the other hand, I've just put up a brand new story called Deep And Hard that is rather less kinky than my other ones, but is still packed with 5,587 words of sizzling hot Middle Eastern spice!
On a covert mission in the Middle East, US Special Forces soldier Jack Hunter is ordered to take shelter with a beautiful informant to avoid militia patrols.
Overcome with desire for his muscular American body, the beautiful Karima demands that Hunter pleasures her, and he is only too happy to oblige, over and over again!
You can find it at Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Smashwords, AllRomance and Bookstrand.
Enjoy the juicy excerpt below the jump!
Turning on the shower, he stepped under the warm spray and started to
clean himself, grateful to soap the sand off his face and body. As
the shower ran, he heard the soft noise of the door opening and
turned, starting to reach for his weapons, then saw it was Karima.
Smiling, she motioned him to stay where he was. “You maybe need
help?” Her voice was husky, and he could see the desire in her
brown eyes. With a smooth motion, she tugged the tunic top over her
head, exposing beautiful gleaming olive skin, and perfect full
breasts with dark brown nipples. Unzipping her jeans, she tugged
them down her long legs, pulling her pink panties down with them,
standing nude in front of him. “You like me, Sergeant Jack
Hunter?”
“Oh, I like you,” he replied,
throat suddenly dry, cock stiffening as he stood under the shower,
“but we shouldn't...”
“Shut up,” she ordered,
stepping into the shower with him, the water cascading over her body,
running down between her breasts and over her shaved sex. Putting
her arms under Hunter's, she laid her palms flat against the tiled
wall, leaning her slim body against his well-built frame, her nipples
brushing his chest, kissing him gently, her lips so soft against his.
His cock swelling to a full erection between them, brushing against
her stomach, Hunter put his arms around her, holding her tightly and
kissing her hard as the shower poured over them. Looking up into his
eyes, Karima smiled, “You don't mind that I am not blonde American
girl?” As she spoke, she slid a wet hand between them, stroking
his cock, running her fingers down the shaft, cradling his balls.
Running his hands through her damp black hair, holding her head close
so he could kiss her, his tongue pressing into her mouth for a
moment, he lowered his hands to her back, closing his eyes as her wet
fingers stroked his rigid cock. “I don't mind at all,” he said,
opening his eyes to see her smile, “But this is dangerous.”
Letting go of his cock for a moment, Karima picked up a bar of soap,
then started to rub it gently over his throbbing flesh, making him
moan as the soap gently slid over his shaft. “Dangerous things are
fun,” she said, wrapping her hands around his soapy cock, the bar
of soap between her hands and his thick shaft, stroking up and down,
thick suds dripping down to the drain, the feeling of soft soap and
her hands against him driving him wild. Hunter closed his eyes,
enjoying the sensations as her thumbs slipped over his cock, rubbing
gently over the head, the soap sliding across the underside of his
cock, pressing gently against his balls then slipping the length of
his shaft. Fully erect, he groaned with pleasure as her soapy
fingers caressed his balls, gently squeezing them then stroking his
cock more firmly, working her thumbs over the the head of his cock.
Hunter gritted his teeth as she teased the head of his cock, and saw
her smiling up at him, a wicked smile on her lips as she dropped the
soap, sliding both soap-slick hands over his hard rod, firmly
masturbating him, the very tip of his cock bumping against her
stomach as she finished each long slow stroke of his manhood.
He took hold of her bottom, fingers pressing into her buttocks,
pulling her close and bending to kiss her breasts as she arched her
back to present them to him, her hands still slipping over his cock,
the soap fallen to the floor of the shower and forgotten, her
fingertips teasing his balls for a moment, then caressing the head of
his cock, running lightly across the very tip then returning to
stroking his stiff shaft up and down.
Taking charge, Hunter turned, not letting go of Karima, pushing her
back against the tiled wall, then lifted her a little, strong arms
around her, hands on her ass, her feet off the floor. Smiling down,
Karima wrapped her legs around his body, closing her eyes as the
muscles in Hunter's arms bulged and he lowered her slightly so that
the tip of his cock brushed against her pussy. With a grunt, he
lowered her just a few more inches and the head of his cock slipped
inside her intimate centre, caught in her moist heat. Karima moaned,
squeezing her legs around him, her arms wrapped around his shoulders,
kissing him hard as he let her sink further onto his cock, her back
against the tiled wall, the water still cascading over them.
With his eight inches inside Karima's hot pussy, Hunter pushed her
against the wall, pressing himself even deeper into her, and heard
her groan happily even as her tongue slid into his mouth. Reaching
out, she fumbled and turned off the shower, water dripping from the
two of them as he bent his knees slightly, then straightened, his
cock sliding out of her slick sex a few inches then driving back
inside, forcing a gasp from her throat. Holding her tightly, he
started to rhythmically thrust inside her, pressing her back against
the tiled wall with each movement of his hips, muscles standing out
on his legs and arms as he held her in place.
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