Scene: Central City, 22nd century America. The ideas in this story are merely fictions of the future. They are not meant to cause offence to anyone, whether Jewish, Muslim, 'western', 'eastern', religious etc. Read with an open mind. I posted Chapter 5 of this story on Literotica in 2007 under the title of 'Discovery Of The Real America', in which the lea...
Part 2 A sequel to Training Rose "Daddy, what do you mean a I'm a very easy Pony to please!" I demanded of Daddy as Tom walked away up our driveway towards the road and his parents house barely a mile or so away. "Well you are," he said and patted my bottom, "But Miss Farque is due any second now." Daddy exclaimed, "And here she is," he exclaimed as a silv...
Winter two thousand thirteen On a gloomy cold winter weekday morning I looked in on my children as they lay sleeping one more time knowing that it would be the last day, I would see them for quite a while. According to the inside source I had, a clerk working for my wife had informed me that Phyllis had filed the papers with the court the previous day. My l...
"My landlady Farrukh Teymourzadeh is kind of creepy," Benjamin Charles said to his buddy Toussaint Pierre, as the two young men walked through the Atrium at Carleton University. As usual, the atrium was crowded. A lot of students were coming to and fro, and getting to the campus library was not remotely easy. Still, Benjamin looked a bit too concerned about...
Salome Rosenthal, that's my name. With such a moniker, I might as well have 'Jewish Broad' tattooed on my forehead. I was born in the City of Tel Aviv, Israel, to an American Christian mother and Israeli Jewish father. I was raised Jewish, though. My parents, Benjamin Rosenthal and Maeve O'Connell are divorced, have been for a decade. A lot of interfaith mar...
When Nina and I awoke again, we were famished, but we managed to shower and groom ourselves well enough first. Like any self-respecting lass, she freshened up quite well, even if she also teased me a bit in both the shower and vanity. More than once, she bent over in the shower and let me see the crack of her arse as well as her delectable buttocks. She even...
Chapter 06: Convergence Pol Jorgensen sat in his office in the Foreign Ministry and looked at the latest round of political cartoons spread out across his desk. They mocked Islam, again -- or so it had been alleged in newspapers across the Middle East -- and now decades of work building Danish credibility throughout the Middle East was literally going up i...
Caught between worlds, outcast Persian woman must choose --------------- Orkideh ---------------- I graduated on a Saturday during the second week of June, almost nine months since I said goodbye to Jackson. I was both very proud and very disgusted with myself for how well I lived the lie after I returned to my life with Brian. My emotional state upon my r...
Phase 1 -- Layoff. Phase 2 -- Offer. Phase 3 -- Change of Status Phase 4 -- Iran Phase 5 -- Deportment School First Week. Phase 6 -- Deportment School Third Week. Phase 7 -- Deportment School Thirteenth Week. Phase 8 -- Deportment School Back to work. Phase 1 -- Layoff. We all knew something big was going on, the low buzz of layoffs was amplified...
Chapter 17 "I had a finger up my ass and it still wasn't good enough." Early morning, Thursday, July 26th Carrier USS Reagan, 280 miles west of Hawaii, Pacific Ocean Maria.... As I was being strapped into the back seat, Osborne went over the emergency procedures again. "I'm telling you, Colonel, when we shoot of the cat, it'll be like nothing else. Ev...