Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Disclaimer: This story contains strong language and use of racial slurs, big cocks, tits and ass. Not realistic at all. If you are looking for realism or if you are easily offended then this story is not for you. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab...
Outskirts of the Pierran Kingdom, 3,556th Year of Galen, Planet Adamah of the Weiran Solar System Lovesickness! Sarna the Huntress Queen had never thought it would happen to her. But for months now, she had endured the growing restlessness in her heart and spirit, a gnawing hunger that stripped the color and texture from life. Since her birth, Sarna had b...
(This is a series called Story of YOU, by me. Nothing to do with the amazing Sandman comic series book. Neil Gaiman, please forgive me for using the same word. I'm just a pervert who writes senseless smut.) *** ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep r...
As always, I use real places for local color when I can: Central Baptist Hospital, PNC Bank, the Meadowthorpe area, street names and Kroger are all real places. Maybe it'll amuse some of the readers who actually live or work at those places. The persons depicted are all fictional, and any resemblance to any person, living, dead or undead, is entirely coincid...
Lying on a straw mat next to the man she loved, Ameera Almahdi ran her hand over his hairy chest, caressing his smooth, dark skin. Absentmindedly she looked at the stars. For the thousandth time Ameera tried to see the constellations she grew up watching. Under the Saudi sky, out in the desert, she'd gone stargazing with her older brothers Omar and Yousef ma...
A big shout to my sister in arms Seidah for bringing this story to me, and then helping me write it. Reigniting my passion for writing, after suffering from a flood of abuse and death threats she helped regain my confidence and passion. I will publishing more stories from now on. I love you sis! This is a story that contains offensive language, and it incl...
In the chill of the barracks, there was warmth that could only be found in the embrace of another. Thale had learned that in the early days, when he had been brutalized by a training regime focused on determining his talents. He could still remember the day that everything changed. He had been a child - maybe twelve, thirteen cycles. The training master, a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Disclaimer: This story contains strong language and use of racial slurs, big cocks, tits and ass. Not realistic at all. If you are looking for realism or if you are easily offended then this story is not for you. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab-...
The path I've chosen to walk is a difficult one, but I feel that it's the right one for me. My name is Tariq Rahim Alkaabi and I was born on the island of Failaka in the State of Kuwait. November 17, 1988, I came into the world. An undersized little brown bundle of joy, as my grandmother Bashirah would constantly remind me in later years. My father Abdul Alk...
NOTE: This is a story from real life recollection. Names and identities have been changed but the actions in this story are from real life recollections. Personally I hope you will enjoy the set of short stories in this. Also I would like to thank HeyAll for helping me edit the story. CHAPTER ONE: A RELATIONAL FOUNDATION The story starts in the dusty a...