I woke up, initially disoriented and then, as I gained a stronger foothold into reality, it dawned on me I really was in this fascinating place called OnaSpa. The light was streaming in through the blinds, and I surveyed our beautiful bedroom. Ali was not in the bed. It slowly came back to me what had happened the night before and I had a sudden feeling of p...
To those intrigued as to how come Richie and Ali had never met, it's a very simple explanation... Because... And to Connar1, thank you; yes it is 'suspending disbelief'. More than that no one has ever mentioned me, Tolkein and JK Rowling in context before! As for Meghan and Richie, it was just Spa sex fellas... Aaaaanyway... The next morning when I came...
When you think of a Somali Muslim woman, what is the first image that comes to mind? A Hijab-wearing, smiling gal from Africa, proud of her cultural heritage and Islamic faith. That's fine, because that's definitely part of who I am. Still, what happens when the Somali Muslim woman in question dares to question certain societal expectations and forge her own...
Chapter 2: The Massage Alissa, or Ali as she likes to be called, is a modern day enigma, a person hard to understand or explain, inscrutable and definitely mysterious. The public image is one of propriety. At 41 years of age she has been married to her husband, James, for 20 wonderful years and remains as devoted to him now as she ever was. Ali is also the...
Hi This is my first story On literotica....let me know what you think. The morning sun cast a warm light across the bedroom of 19 year old Ali Shanhans bedroom.She could hear her Mom calling her name .....Ali its time to get up....breakfast is ready. For a moment Ali forgot where she was.....ah yes....home in my bed. The first year of college had gone so...
Hello, everyone. I decided to try something a little different with this story, sort of coming out of my comfort zone by switching perspective. This is a story more fantasy than truth (though there are some true elements still), so I thought that was appropriate. I hope you agree. It's also a bit longer than my usual offerings. Please let me know in the comm...
What's going on, beautiful people? My name is Shaima Hossein, and I'm a six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed Somali-American Muslim woman living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. I work at Wells Fargo as an account manager, and I've worked for various banks since I graduated from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst in the summer of 2004. I'm th...
Before I'd "taken over" Ali's career, all I'd seen of her life were the days at the crappy diner where she worked, a few gigs, and her apartment. I had no clue what a shambles she was in. Typical young New Yorker, she had no finances to speak of. Everything was a handshake deal, waiting to fall through. She wouldn't have been eating if it hadn't been for men...
The Corner Bookstore was not a widely known establishment, as it had not been around for many years and it was not well advertised. It was a fairly small store front, which hardly any chain business would find useful. The parking was some what awkward, so if there had ever been any large shipments to the store, it would have been nearly impossible to get the...
The events of last night were still very prominent in my thoughts when I awoke the following morning. My cock, rigid and throbbing, felt as if it had been hard all night. I needed relief but didn’t want to disturb either of the girls who were both still sleeping soundly. I carefully got of bed and went to the bathroom to wank off. I leant against the bathr...