I don't own any of the characters of Pretty Little Liars. I'm only borrowing them... * All characters are over the age of eighteen. * "Now there's a mouth made for kissing," Mona Vanderwaal looked in her car's mirror and pursed her lips at it - they were a deep red, the lip-gloss making them appear even more succulent and appealing than they were normall...
We met as Ali requested, in the secluded and quiet restaurant close to her apartment. She looked stunning and I knew as soon as I saw her that my decision to agree to her rules for the night was a good one. I shivered, the anticipation building and making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end already. In our planning we had agreed the boundaries, the...
Some of you may already have read my husbands story "My wife and the old Arab!" That story is half true and half fiction. Here is the real story! I have "Ali's permission to display our e-mails, Ali is not his real name, but the name he use on the net.. Part 1. 28-09-2000 I turned on our computer and connected it to the net, a moment later a little not...
"The myth about all Saudi Arabian people being rich is just that, a myth, I mean, if you believe that, then explain to me how come everyone in Canada isn't rich," Fawza Fetieh said, and the young Saudi woman tried not to roll her eyes as she and her co-worker Ali Diallo cleaned the CRA building located on Laurier Street in downtown Ottawa. It was after hours...
I am Pratik. My wife Arpi and Ali became friends, whilst she travelled to her job in the bus. Ali was a regular driver on that bus. Ali's impressive personality, mysterious air about him and strong physique attracted her. Arpi was a bit puzzled when she realized that she rather liked Ali's stares roaming all over her body. Ali and my wife Arpi had several...
Several events and locales depicted in this story are once again factual, while the remainder is pure fiction. Hopefully, you readers will enjoy both. Constructive comments are always welcomed. ~~~ The ferry's bell chimed three times, indicating our departure as I lowered my sunglasses and found a space along the port railing on the deck next to my car. I...
Ali and I met around 2 years back. We were immediately attracted to each other -- him to my figure and I to his vicious looks. We started dating almost immediately. We spent a week getting to know each other and we both flew to Madagascar for a workshop. Here, we seriously started smooching and fucked for the first time (I'll share this experience in another...
Read part 1-3 written in a series Nigel had done an excellent job of training Ali. Most 19 year old women would feel guilty having sex with their siblings. All she felt was the pleasure of having his hard cock fucking her tight pussy. She wanted him to be inside her again. But the next time she wanted him to shoot his hot cum inside her tight pussy. In th...
This story was written for Ali. ******************************* Ali blinked her eyes open as the sun shone onto the bed, and wondered for a moment if all that had happened the previous day was simply a dream. No, she could feel his presence pressing into her bare skin; it had all been real. In bed, beside her Master, the morning after, she thought back to...
I think everyone has three faces, the public one, the private one and the real one. My name is Candace "Candy" Monteiro, and I'm a young Colombian-American pre-op transsexual living in the City of Miami, Florida. Anyone looking at me would see a five-foot-eight, curvy gal with light bronze skin, long straight Black hair and light brown eyes. I'm busty, curva...