Oh my beloved Samira... I can still remember her sweet face; her dark, doe-like eyes and those deep, ruby red lips. She stole my heart, and one day, inshallah, I will return to Iraq and find her again. I suppose that for many of you Americans, Brits and other westerners reading this right now, the idea of Iraq as being a 'romantic' place might seem more than...
Taylor Swift's luxury jet touched down on a private Nashville airstrip at just gone 2PM Central Time. Taylor and her celebrity pals re-dressed and gathered their belongings; grabbing a liquor bottle or two for the road as they headed for the exit. The ladies filed out of the aircraft in an orderly fashion; blowing teasing kisses to pilots and flight attendan...
My name is Josh Fernando and I'm a student at Brutus College in Sanford, Maine. Originally, I'm from the Island Nation of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. Cap Haitian is my hometown. I attended College Notre Dame, an all-male private Catholic High School located in Cap. I received a very good education which prepared me for dealing with the world. This year, I...
My name is James Jacob Slay. Friends call me J.J. I kind of like the nickname, so I don't bug them when they use it with me. What's today's topic of discussion? Simply me, myself and I. I have certain rather intimate confessions to make. In my former life, I was a bit of a snob. I was the editor of the world's most popular and well-read fashion magazine. I h...
Man, sometimes the shit I see women get away with these days kind of has me longing for the old days. Seriously. When I was growing up, it was considered okay to correct a bitch if she got way out of line. Nowadays, many men are bending over backwards to please some truly horrible women and these same conniving, horrible women are walking all over them. See...
Ch. 10: The Garden of Opportunity Inspired by Honore L'Oeuf's novels, Alice tried interesting her friends with sexual adventures and invited a few to her home. Most of them were girls like Alice, but one or two were boys. Alice and her friends played in the garden, their clothes discarded, just hidden from sight by the undergrowth. They read aloud chapters...
I'm reminded of the fable of "The Grasshopper and the Ant," where the ant spends all summer and fall preparing for the harsh winter while the grasshopper plays. The grasshopper tells the ant he is silly for working so hard, that food is abundant and the weather's far too nice to be working. Of course, the ant warns the foolish grasshopper that winter is comi...
Note: This is a stand-alone story, but part of our continuing adventures as a swinger couple. I hope you find at least some of these adventures humorous. Thanks. Chapter 4: Riding Fat Women and Dildoes: Worst County Song Ever! Ok, so we had a somewhat successful encounter with Misty and Kevin at the Knight's Inn. I mean, I saw another woman naked! Anne wa...
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If you have reads Book One, you'll know the blonde haired Lila is perfection. She's also as sexy as hell. She has a heart of gold. But it's not her heart that first draws your attention. One look from those blue, come-to-the-bedroom, eyes is enough to make any man hard. At five foot six, her magnificent 36D's stand firm and proud on her beautifully toned,...