A suspense story that is a little different. Very little sex if that's what you're looking for, so please don't read if you're going to be disappointed. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for making my story a much better read. Chapter 1 I'm Terry Bell and this is my story. It's funny how lives can be changed so quickly. It all started the day I went on a fishi...
Our journey from Camp Number 147 was a very sad and long one. I managed to sneak a few last peeks of the place that had been my home for the years during which my life had changed the most. Doctor Gorski watched me depart as long as he could, but the pain in his face and the biting cold soon proved to be too much for him. I imagined him going inside to rest...
A lot of people say that Islam is violent, the religion of extremists and dangerous people. To back up these words, the haters point out to the worst examples of Muslims that the Ummah has to offer. Among all races, all religions and all cultures, you will find both the good and the evil. I am Muslim, but I have many friends who are Christian, Jewish and eve...
I was 18 and a virgin. A difficult age! Hormonal urges and burgeoning peer pressure to expand one's experiences. And all my school-friends had just one thing on their minds. Sex. It was the summer holidays, and we had enjoyed a hot couple of weeks. I was pretty bored and was sitting around watching something boring on TV. A friend, Clair, from school rang an...
Chapter 2 - Becoming a Man ((Disclaimer: Fair warning, This story, while eventually will turn erotic, starts out telling a story, as any good story teller will do, sets you up with a history, a back ground something to chew on. I promise though that if you stick with me you will not be disappointed. Also the legends and people in this story are of my own cr...
"Um, there's something different about you two..." Eric and I had flown home for Christmas. We would only be home for a two full days before returning to our haven, primarily because I had taken on quite a few hours at the library during the Holiday Break. It was nice to get away from the university and fairly good to see our mother once again, but it was...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** There's something quite humbling about being humiliated by your best friend and his younger brother while getting laughed at by your MILF stepmom. Laryssa is my stepmom. She's only a few years older than me, as my dad loves younger women. With dad in jail for tax evasion, she and...
_(*(*(-)*)*)_ _(*(*(-)*)*)_6 Years Ago_(*(*(-)*)*)_ I kept staring at my closet thinking that divine intervention was going to throw something out for me to wear. It didn't. I looked at my watch again. The bonfire had started already and here I was like an idiot, still staring at my closet. "If you don't pick something, I will!" Cassie shouted. She must ha...
This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. I want to emphasize that this is not a work of fiction by me, but an actual email correspondence. This person requested that I respect her anonymity...
Abdullah Ali is the name and I'm a young Black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Mississauga, Ontario. I study Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto, and I am a proud member of the Muslim Scholars Association on campus. That's right, there are Somali men attending top institutions of higher education in Canada, and I am proud t...