Chapter 1: Money makes the pussy wet Iliki means cardamom in the Swahili language. The name was chosen by her mother. Her father certainly would never have thought of it. Her father is a rich American. He made his money by managing money. How do you manage money? Everyone who has money can save their money or spend their money and those who work, earn their...
Eric: Pussy Licking Kings Gina laughed, "Why Claudia, how rude of you to speak that way about my Eric. He is my boyfriend, and ours is an exclusive relationship, at least for him. You know perfectly well that sweet morsel of man meat is mine. All mine. Yet right here in front of me, in front of my friends, you tell everybody that you are going to fuck my b...
Unconscious Camilla was now reliving a memory that had occurred three years before the aquarium incident, so she was thinking back to when she was thirty-four and lecturing in McGill University in late October. She was discussing two passages in Moby-Dick. "'In Chapter 35, 'The Mast-Head', Herman Melville writes of how we can be lulled into an opium-like, l...
Dr Madeleine Whetstone watched several lithe Arab workmen, dressed in their customary jelabiya, a long robe of once-white cotton. Most of the older men had the long gowns hitched into the belts at their waist and looped to crudely cover their groin, and some of the younger ones had dispensed with the covering on their tops, choosing instead to push down the...
Michele remained tied to the chair, covered in semen, defiled and confused. She isn't stupid; she knows that she has been kidnapped and is being held as a sex slave and knows that there is going to be worse to come. The door opens. A voluptuous dark-skinned woman enters; her heels click-clacking on the tiles. She is tall, at least six feet, she wearing a bl...
The petite, naked, golden-skinned Korean girl standing beside me looked up, grinned, and said, "Why don' you slip me a sleepy-time dose, get me off to a sleazy motel, rip crows off, force-fuck me and bang away my virginity?" After a few seconds, she added, "You'd better close your mouth, dear man, or the bugs will get in." She giggled again. - - - - - Th...
"So, Nana, what's a gal like you doing working in a place like this?" Raymond Davidson said to the female barber as he sat in the comfortable leathery swivel chair, and he looked at his reflection in the wall-to-wall mirror. A big and tall, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome young man smiled back at him. Raymond nodded at his reflection, aware of the barber...
In part 1 and 2 of this story we come to know Sheikh Fouad who rules a traditional 1001 nights meet Silicon Valley Emirate between the sea and the desert. He discovers a bombplot against his children and those of other dignitaries. The bomb is handed to the assassin by a Western woman who teaches at the local university and is known for her fierce equal righ...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** The pinkish twilight of a long summer day was hanging in the sky when Misty's car pulled in my driveway. I had a strange compulsion to sit on my front steps and wait for her to arrive, and when she did I couldn't seem to wipe the somewhat nervous smile off my face. She seemed to h...
Intrepid - 3756 C.E. Vashti stumbled through the open lawns of the penultimate level where Beatrice had so recently been imprisoned. She reasoned that the android perhaps had an idea of what was happening. How was it possible for a nanobot community to be compromised in such a strange and unprecedented manner? There was nothing in Vashti's vast repository...