Tucking my son Anwar into his bed, I stand there for a moment and sigh. Thank Allah for my husband Suleiman and our son. Anwar is a little miracle, his caramel-hued skin practically shining even in the dim light, his curly black hair framing his little face like a crown. My beautiful little angel. Come to bed mamas, a deep voice whispers into my ear as stron...
Contrary to their expectations, Marc and Theresa managed to beat them to the cottage by a good half hour, and had already unpacked and gotten in beach mode by the time John and Sara arrived. As he walked in the door overburdened by bags, he was greeted by the sight of Theresa standing in the kitchen, hands on her hips, in a black bikini and sheer white saron...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 15c: Another June Wedding Part 3 A Paul and Jenny Story. (Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved) All events and characters are fictitious. As in all my stories no similarity with anyone, alive or dead, is intended. * * * * * Jenny. Paul stood close behind me as I pulled up the zip at the side of my skirt and held one o...
Jay was a late bloomer. He never had a girlfriend in high school, nor in college. When he was twenty three he finally did get his cherry popped by an unremarkable girl, in a rushed and forgettable ten minutes. Except you never do forget your first time, no matter how regrettable, or mediocre it was. He ended up with his first girlfriend by the time he reache...
This is a true story that is slightly embellished. I've changed the names and some of the events to protect the innocent. I tried to portray what happened as close as possible to the actuality. This is not fiction and, thus, the "characters" are very flawed. Please keep that in mind and treat that as such. A polite suggestion: negative flaming "Anonymous" co...
It had all started with mutual double-takes. There I was in a swanky hotel hallway in downtown Chicago, fumbling to put my key card in the door, when SLAM! I snapped my head around. A very attractive woman had emerged from the room opposite mine and closed her door con brio. Her eyes had met mine, we had both resumed what we were doing for a moment, then loo...
The evening is fun but tension-filled. Your invitation for dinner and a movie at your apartment was not surprising -- it has been a familiar gambit between us for the last couple of months. I was surprised, however, when I arrived to discover you already had a visitor; a friend from "out-of-town." You lightly hold his arm even while you kiss my cheek hello....
Chapter 4 - Postgame Analysis Note: There is almost no sex in this part. This is just an epilogue for those who like to know what happened next. And bit of backstory. If you are interested in just sex, skip this. The next morning when I opened the door for Ratna, neither of us could look the other in the eyes. She rushed to the kitchen to do her work and I...
I stopped the music playing on the PS3 and navigated to the Video section, loading the content of my external hard drive. The Adult folder was chock full of porn, and ran the gambit of my personal fetishes, some 500 Gigabytes worth. I figured for Kat I would stick with something fairly mainstream, at least mainstream for porn, and maybe even try and find som...
Chapter 2 - The Middlegame When I left the colonel's house, I was elated. I now had 3200 rupees. I could finally buy my beloved summer dress. I decided to go to Bandra right away, in case someone else bought the dress before me. As I got ready to go to Bandra, I paused awhile. There was going to be a rematch. And what if I lost? Maybe I should wait till the...