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Start the Revolution without Me Ch. 02

by SevMax2 on Sep 23, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"You know, if Australia doesn't drop the Queen as its Head of State, that is my only concern about possibly moving in with Tanveet in Melbourne. Only in the sense that I don't know how that would impact things, just because she has reserve powers. What if she uses them to help the New Order regime somehow? In principle, however, I would love to move to Austr...

Fauzia Samadzai of Afghanistan

by Samuelx on May 22, 2018
Interracial Love

"We the women of Afghanistan walk a fine line, we are supposed to be super traditional, upholding our Islamic faith and culture proudly by being chaste, pious, and we're supposed to always be respectful and deferential, especially in our dealings with the male authority figures of our faith, as you can see, Doc, I definitely don't fit the mold," Fauzia Samad...

Richard Fanshawe & The Bracelets Of Kali Ch. 3

by Edwina on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Narindar Singh continued his story - For all his experience of soldiering in India Major Fortescue-Harris had a memory lapse that was about to cost him dear. He had forgotten that Afghan, Pathan and Sikh women were not the drudges, the pathetic creatures of some of the so-called untouchables. Most of the women were of good caste, not low caste menials. Lak...

Homecoming

by Symphony69 on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

She was going to kill him. She walked up the stairs with such anger coursing through her body, and she knew he could feel it. She had pushed her way through the doors of the club with such anger, that she had cleared a path right through the main body of dancers. The people looked at her with surprise, then annoyance, then absolute fear. The look on her face...

An Evening with an Angel

by DutchMafia on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She was a study buddy from a class and while we got good work done together, I didn't really have any interest in her. She was a little too "girly" for me. What I mean is that she took a lot of interest in what kind of shoes she was wearing and whether her hair was done "just so." You know, girl stuff. As a study buddy, I didn't feel too obligated to show th...

Eternal Love

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Her friends thought her crazy and that she had money to burn when she bought a small parcel of land from the city in the dog park across from her penthouse condominium for one million dollars. Her friends thought her crazy when she spent all of her free time walking her land with her dog and sitting alone on the park bench in the moonlight talking and laughi...

Rose Ch. 02

by backwoodsman1952 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

When Bob woke up from a deeper sleep than he had experienced in years Rose was not in bed. He could smell her on the pillow, the mixed musty smell of a woman who has had sex mixed with sweat and the faint leftover of her cigarettes. Bob got up and as he started to dress he saw a note on the pillow. Bob, You have no idea how wonderful today has been. You m...

Desiree Outside - Winter into Spring

by outdoorhorny on Dec 24, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Now that Desiree and I were a couple, we spent the rest of the winter together. Usually, it was at one of our houses, or occasionally at a friend's. This led to a lot of fun, but a lot of frustration as we almost never found ourselves alone with any kind of privacy. However, like teenagers everywhere, we found ways. At school, we would climb the ladders beh...

Fae War Ch. 05

by CatBrown on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

She went to the bedroom and lay across the bed, flicking off her shoes and pulling a pillow down into her arms to hug. This had all been too much for her to take in, and she found herself shaking, then crying. She buried her face in the pillow to keep Luka from hearing her break down. Exhaustion won out over sadness and self-pity, and she fell asleep, but i...

The Job Ch. 01

by JamesRiver on Nov 21, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I had been home from college for just over a week. It was Christmas break and I had just finished the first semester of my freshman year. My mother and father divorced when I was 15. My father had left my mother and I to fend for ourselves. He started a new family in another state with us, his old family, all but forgotten, financially and otherwise. So all...