*** His heart was filled with a special kind of joy right now. It was the joy of finally feeling free to express himself in a totally physical way with the woman he loved more than he'd ever loved anyone. The sheer pleasure of sharing more intimacy with her than he had with another soul. Never penetrated a woman's ass before, much less double penetrating he...
I sat in the hotel lobby room waiting for Tamar. I whiled away the time with the current edition of the Jerusalem Post and numerous cups of Israeli kafeh botz. The cut and thrust of Israeli politics was interesting enough but what I really wanted were the latest CFL football scores. That day in Israel, the sports pages consisted of third-rate soccer teams fr...
The day the government of Canada granted me refugee status marked the first day I ever experienced freedom. For in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, as you may well know, women are not free. We're not free to move about when and where we want, nor can we control our fates. We're forever at the mercy of the men in our lives, first our fathers and then our husbands...
Qataris aren't supposed to be broke, working at Tim Horton's just to keep a roof over their heads. We're supposed to be wealthy and powerful, that's my western friends say when I tell them that I was born and raised in the City of Al Ghanim in Qatar. I try not to roll my eyes as I remind them that not every person in the oil-rich regions of Saudi Arabia, Qat...
Author's notes: Okay, if you read chapter 1 of this story you're probably confused as to why there's now a prologue, or maybe not. This story had a prologue when I originally started it over a year ago. Then a friend of mine only wanted an excerpt to review so I sent them chapter 1. When I finally figured out that I posted it without the prologue I went back...
Based on a true event. Mississippi, 1911 Ora Bradey wasn't sure what woke her; the unborn child kicking her belly, the gray light of pre-dawn at the window or Jim's heavy work shoes on the wooden floor. His left hand on her shoulder roused her and she rolled backwards toward him as best she could with her belly holding her down. Jim was already dressed a...
I got the call around 10:00 p.m. on a Monday evening. Jodi was on the other end, her voice broken and wavering. "Kenny?" she said shakily. Jodi had obviously been crying, and my heart overflowed with concern. "What's wrong, my joy?" "My mother's gone, Kenny," she replied, stifling a sob. "She died yesterday." "Oh, Jodi...I'm so sorry!" I replied with ge...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw the roadblock. There were about 6 soldiers in dark green uniforms at the checkpoint, inspecting everyone's documents. Anyone suspecting of bringing an adolescent of any age to the border for...
I should have known that no woman as good looking as my wife could stay faithful for very long! I expected guys to look, maybe I even enjoyed their looking a bit (the old sin of pride at having such a gorgeous creature as all mine rearing its head), but I never intended my wife to actually do anything with them. That changed when I found her in bed with my b...
"Take this off." Jenifer pulled at Bruce's semen stained gown. "I'd better get you a clean one." "I think you're right," said Bruce. Feeling awkward in unfamiliar emotional terrain, he added, "Thank you." Jenifer kissed the tip of his nose, and smiled with a self-satisfied quirk to her lips. "I thought it might take your mind of things and relax you." Dism...