The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly vs. Max Hardcore" Jilnar hesitated for a moment, and then sighed deeply before grabbing the knocker on the door and tapping it a few times. She bit her lower lip and waited. A few short seconds later the door...
I still remember when it all started. My ship was docked at Rotterdam. I finished my shift, returned to my room, and as was the daily routine, logged into Skype to talk to my wife Menaka back in Mumbai. It was almost midnight there. Menaka was on time as always. We exchanged notes about each other's days, she told me about how our eight year old Ayan had sc...
This story is the fifth in a series of events that have actually taken place over the last two years. Although most names are fictitious to protect the ‘not-so-innocent’, places and events are factual. I have put ‘pen to paper’ for three reasons: i) to preserve the images and memories in our minds; ii) to share the images with you. Had I not experienced thes...
Dark grey sky. A rumbled groan belched from within. Hard rain fell upon the world. Constance Loftus stood five feet away staring down at the open grave that was her husband's final resting place. She was dressed in black with a shawl over her face; her driver stood beside her holding an umbrella to her head. Rain drops splattered all around them. The cerem...
When someone tells you all the days of your life that you're less than, that you're inferior and worthless, you tend to believe them. Yet as surely as God made the day and night, it's your duty to fight back and prove, if only to yourself, that you're worth something. My name is Malakeh "Mala" Saint-Gabriel ( nee Zafari ) and I am a young woman of Persian de...
I'd got bored with posing. Glamour modelling no longer appealed to or turned me on, well not often. It all became a little repetitive. I mean there are only so many ways a girl can take her panties off, flash her pussy or play with her tits as she simulates having sex or an orgasm, though sometimes simulation wasn't necessary. Alright, when 'extras' are adde...
Tales of the eKids: E-man Loves Emmy © 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Part 20 The Attorney General of the United States thought that first he'd try the easy way. He had his secretary place a call to (where was it?), Statesboro, Georgia. He thought, 'we won Georgia pretty easily. Maybe they'll do what I tell them to do without too many questions.' His phone buzz...
The northern waters are cool and windy. A refreshing ocean wind blows the waves, under the cloudy and grey evening sky. A large and sturdy trading boat, looking like an odd mix of Arab with a touch of Roman, and African imagery on it, comes to rest in a port. Simple yet sturdy wooden planks form it, as light skinned men smile and approach, meeting men in t...
dedicated to Dhanraj. - Kira darling, I would like to present you a cousin, Dhanraj Singh. He has a thriving business in the United Arab emirates and in Oman. - Please to meet you, Dhanraj! I'm surprised Kyrhan had never spoken of you! - A pity as I would have loved to meet you much sooner! Dhanraj was a handsome well built man. He was wearing a quite cl...
Chapter 1 — SUNDAY — Dubai Fashion Show Jack Palmer stood on the mezzanine, high above the stage, watching Roxanne stride sexily across the catwalk. He was away from the main hub of celebrities, but was still close enough to be able to savour his girlfriend as she strutted her stuff. His girlfriend! Even after six months together, he was still in disbelie...