Nadia Aoun was born in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, to Arab Christian parents originally from the City of Beirut, Lebanon. Nadia's folks, Pierre and Mariam Aoun own a lovely restaurant called Shawarma Palace. As for her older brother Kassim, he recently graduated from Northeastern University with an Engineering degree and moved to the City of Dearbor...
My husband was already asleep. This was starting to become a trend. He'd come home, we'd eat dinner, we'd watch something, and we'd go upstairs to have sex in the same position. Missionary. It can be fun, but I'm so sick of it. It's the same thing every time. And he doesn't change anything. He goes at a slow and steady pace, cums, brushes his teeth, and fall...
This is a fictionalized rendering of an encounter I had a few months ago. ⬩ She is in position on the bed: face down on a pillow, feet hovering over the edge, and ass in the air for easy access to her holes. She is wearing the glass butt plug that he had requested and is masturbating with her vibrator while she waits for him to arrive. As she cums a secon...
Prologue In the realm where the line between reality and fantasy is blurred exists a world of wonder, terror, and everything in between. Some might see it only in their dreams, but others experience it vividly in their minds, their hearts, and travel there as easily as though walking through a door into a new room. In this world, creatures of myth and lege...
Some of my fondest memories of masturbating are in the 70's, 18 raging hormones, no internet just your imagination and maybe a women's mag, if you could sneak one away. I masturbated most nights when I showered. I recall discovering my Mum's Ponds Beauty Cream and this became my go to lube when not showering. Thinking back now I'm sure my mother must have s...
Kathy and I had been married about a year, and if truth be told it was a marriage built on sex, not love. We never really talked about the past, preferring to explore and discover each other through sex. Either one could have had dozens of partners in the past but neither one of us knew or cared. One thing I did know about her was she was bisexual. She had...
I looked up from the book in my hand and at her face. I smiled as she sucked my cock, swallowing it, actually. Taking it all the way to the base and inviting it into her throat. Stroking her hair, I looked around the private little study I had decorated. Pictures of her, naked, spread, holding up her breasts for me, outside, inside, close-ups of the marks a...
Author's note: This story originated with a reader who is a realtor and organizer. On one occasion, she actually did find some hidden treasures in a house. My thanks to Kim for her help in creating this story. ***** It was one of those beautiful weekend days between spring and summer, not too hot or humid and perfect for a long morning walk in the neighb...
It had been a long day. I had showed up late to my first class of the day in my final month of being a college Freshman, tripped coming in the door, and landed right at my calculus professors feet. Naturally, not a single person missed the incident, or my professor sarcastically suggesting I would see better from a chair. And that was just the start. After...
When Elena awoke her first thought was 'where am I?' Her second was 'what's going on?' Both were more or less answered pretty quickly as she remembered hooking up with Rebekah, both figuratively and literally, how unsurprisingly that had led to the Original vampire snapping her neck. What was a surprise was instead of storming off in a huff Rebekah had restr...