Armenian Chocolate Candy Stories

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Love and Sex in Syria Ch. 05

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

"Jessica, get out here, now! We are so hard," He barks out in their thick Russian accents and I shudder and try to ignore him. Instead I look into the mirror and apply pink lipstick, I am trying to stay focus, but I can't help but wonder, how did I end up here? He screams again "Come on Jessica, be a good girl, I know you want it." A good girl, he says? Well...

Coming of the Red Mother Ch. 02

by gyumri_boy on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was her sister Anahit who broke the news to Tsovinar. The younger woman simply stood in the doorway and listened to the sound of birds, accompanying the morning insects, in a chaotic sort of sonata. That fire between her legs flared up and for a moment grief and pleasure were one and the same. When she was done speaking Anahit went inside and left Tsovin...

Arab Queen For Haitian King

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...

The Mountain

by DreamCloud on Mar 13, 2019
Romance

Authors Note: I started with an idea that I reached quickly in the first page or so. Then I let the story take me on a journey. Hopefully you enjoy the ride. ***** I dislike puddle jumpers. Unfortunately, they were part of my life. When you travel the world, searching out unique products to excite American minds, you have to accept a few risks. Small plane...

Daemon of Karabakh

by Nachthexe on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

A Note From the Author: I lived in Armenia for two years (between 1995-97) as a Peace Corps volunteer. While I never visited NAGORNO-KARABAKH itself, I do recall being able to see the comet HALE-BOPP, which was visible to the naked eye for a record 18 months as it passed by our planet. In ancient times comets were always seen as harbingers of evil, and sinc...

Palio and the Cucumbers

by TheWriterZola on Jun 19, 2019
Erotic Couplings

"You have to get the cucumbers from the fridge. Go ask Palio to help you. We need the whole box." You may read that as a single sentence, but Big Berto punctuated each period with breaths. Big fat breaths pushed out of his chubby, lovable fat face while his huge broad belly worked to get the breath out. He loved food and his girth reflected it. The typica...

Do You Trust Me? Ch. 01

by candybabe7 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This is my first story and hope everyone likes it. I'm really nervous about it but I think its good and I hope you do also! Cheers! Chapter 1-Found Every ripple on the ocean Every leaf on every tree Every sand dune in the desert Every power we never see There is a deeper wave than this Swelling in the world There is a deeper wave than this Listen to...

Love and Sex in Syria Ch. 03

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 15, 2017
First Time

They call me Al-Asi but that is not my real name it, however, reflects who I am better than my real name. For me, the name is a testament that it's possible to defy the place you are born into. I'm not an educated girl, I can barely read and write, but I'm a poet and narrator, because I know how to tell a story. The name gives a clue to my origins; I'm from...

Coming of the Red Mother Ch. 01

by gyumri_boy on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In memory of Tura Satana (1938 – 2011) star of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! It has been two years since Tsovinar had lost her husband to a Kurdish raiding party and the day her lover was murdered she found herself kneeling on the earthen floor of her hut, a harvest of apricots around her knees, Hayk's cock throbbing in her hands. The eighteen year old la...

No Future Ch. 27

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

XXVIIThe Pursuit of HappinessTamara2094 The old lady staggered across the floor of Costa Starbucks while also carrying a tray on which unsteadily wobbled a mug of cappuccino and a slice of rich chocolate cake. It was obvious to Tamara that she needed help. There was also the fact that the coffee shop had no free tables available. "Can I help you?" Tamara a...