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Confessions of a Slut Ch. 07

by RebeccaR51 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In 1977, I fucked twenty men. In 1978, I fucked only one and it was a one-night stand. I went back to Washington in disgrace. In the eyes of my employer, the Department of State, I was an alcoholic. My excessive alcohol abuse caused "additional problems" according to the brief against me. Translated, that meant I spent every weekend drunk and lying on my b...

Africa Take Two

by CornishBabe on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

January 13th 2007 marked a life changing stage in my life, it was the first day of my three month, self induced nightmare. Well, that is what some people would call going to live up a mountain, 40km from a hospital, in an area that has no electricity or running water. I called it my Gap Year Placement. Having already spent two weeks in the area I thought I...

Navigating The New Divide

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Sometimes in life, you'll find that people want to push you one way or the other. They tell you that they think a certain college major or a certain career move would be best for you. How in hell can you be sure that these people have your best interests at heart? Simply put, you can't. It doesn't matter if they're your mother or father, brother or sister, u...

The Fourth Wife Ch. 02

by RealDoc on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

This will make no sense unless you read part one. This is entirely fiction. It contains no sexually explicit descriptions but does include some violence. In Part One I told of my wife's infidelity and our subsequent break up. I was off to the bank, to a realtor, to a divorce lawyer then to my parent's house. I was going to retrieve something only I knew...

At First Sight Ch. 01

by theAncientGamer on Sep 11, 2018
Romance

The plane touched down softly on the tarmac while I gazed out the window next to my seat. The flight, or should i say flights, had been an absolute mess and I was exhausted. Despite this i hadn't slept at all for the entire trip. 21 hours since i left Sweden, but I was finally here. South Africa. Durban, South Africa, to be more specific. I had never been t...

Israeli Woman Converts To Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

My name is Janet Barbara Finkelstein and I was born and raised in Tel Aviv, deep within the Nation of Israel. I'd like to tell you about my wonderful new life as a follower of Islam and a part-time resident of both the United States of America and the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Once upon a time, I was a Captain in the Israeli Defense Forces. Until I fell in l...

Orientalism and 'Yellow Fever'

by al_Ussa on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...

Sikh Indian Bisexuality

by Samuelx on Feb 26, 2019
Group Sex

Meet Ankita Rooj, a young Indian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. She came to study business management at the University of Ottawa, and along the way, took a job as a cashier at Walmart to pay the bills. While there, Ankita met a young South Asian gentleman named Gagandeep, a handsome Sikh who stole her heart. Although Ankita and Gagandeep came...

Lamia: Arab Vampire Queen

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

"Ma'am, are you alright?" came a voice, and I stared at the two uniformed men who stood a few meters from me, wondering why they felt the need to shine their flashlights in my face. I looked at them through dazed eyes, and smiled through bloodied lips. Oh, not my blood, I assure you. I fed on a vagrant earlier, and discarded him in a nearby dumpster. "Oh, I...

As is, Where is, No Questions Asked

by Softly on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

“Professor De Vries, a Mr. Wilson is calling for you on line four.” “Thank you, Joan.” Bob Wilson and I go way back. We were in first grade together. He now is the owner of Wilson Travel. I assumed that he was calling about some detail of my wife’s trip to Africa. “Hi, Bob, how is your golf game?” “Pretty good, John. I shot an eighty Saturday. Can I get...