On the drive over, I only hoped the day would be something special. So much time had passed. I mean, I hoped we would have fun. Kris and I have it hit it off well ever since the first night we met. But there was a lot more baggage for both of us to carry now. That first weekend had been glorious, but I never thought it would be anything more than a single w...
This is my first ever written story. If you want to comment, please try to be kind and encouraging so I will be prone to try again. * I will be the first to declare that I was neither the best husband nor the best father, but I did remain faithful to my wife for over twenty years of marriage before infidelity set in. I may not have been suitable as a GQ mo...
The sleazy Indian clerk wouldn't leave. As soon as I let him into my place he made himself at home. At first I was afraid that he would force himself on me but after watching him indifferently trash my apartment I was wishing that he would do whatever it was he wanted to do and go. I stood helplessly fuming as he rummaged through my belongings. I couldn't...
Written and unwritten rules may govern our lives, but passion rules our hearts. A woman and a man, both of different races, defy the rules of the times. I hope you enjoy, and please feedback, as without your thoughts I cannot improve. And I write for you. * She lay on the grass, her naked body absorbing the sun, the rustling of the trees above her, the...
A visit to the titty bar in the central United States can sometimes be an amusing adventure. One has to bear in mind that states such as Tennessee, Kansas, Oklahoma, Arkansas etc. are states firmly planted in the bible belt of the country. All of these places have a certain level of vises that the rest of the country has... including the aforementioned 'titt...
Salutations, people. Carol Siegfried here. I'm a young woman living in the City of Johannesburg, crown jewel of the Republic of South Africa. My parents Dieter and Maria Siegfried moved to the Republic of South Africa from their hometown of Heidelberg, Germany, in the summer of 1999. We've been here ever since. I barely remember Germany, and proudly consider...
"So how do you feel about this?" Vaishali asked her patient from her comfortable psychologist's chair. "I don't know," came the young woman's reply seated across from her. "I mean if I really had the answer to that, why would I be here?" Vaishali smiled to herself. It was a classic answer she had heard countless times in her practice. It was often said by...
Hi Wako's I was going to just post a comment about the story "John Carter". After typing for a while I found myself getting carried away with my comment. I then decided to post it as a humor-satire story. I asked for H2Owader's permission. This is the email I sent to H2O; Dear H20wader ©, I love your screen name. If I used WaterWader, would that be an in...
I hate Ottawa, Amina Samundri thought to herself as she walked out of the MacDonald's restaurant where she'd worked for the past year. Today was the last straw and the young Indian woman knew it deep in her bones. After one too many arguments with her racist manager Anne Tremblay, Amina got in the plump old French Canadian woman's face and told her exactly h...
*** Conclusion to the story, thanks for all the feedback *** *Cuckold and humiliation story leave if this is not your thing* *this is just a fetish, not meant to offend any group of people* *previous chapters in profile* ***** I was feeling good. Having sex with the gorgeous Indian wife from work Sona was doing wonders for me. I had never felt more ali...