My name is Balsam Al-Wahid. And once upon a time, that was all I could tell you about myself. Not anymore. Today, I must reveal myself to the world. I am the daughter of two worlds, though I was born and raised in the City of Ramallah in the Nation of Palestine, the most troubled region of the Arab world. My father Mahmoud Al-Wahid is Palestinian and my moth...
I sat in the hotel lobby room waiting for Tamar. I whiled away the time with the current edition of the Jerusalem Post and numerous cups of Israeli kafeh botz. The cut and thrust of Israeli politics was interesting enough but what I really wanted were the latest CFL football scores. That day in Israel, the sports pages consisted of third-rate soccer teams fr...
In Search of Tamar Ch. 7: Chris facilitates female bonding in Jerusalem The Jerusalem Express pulled out of the new Tel Aviv Central Station. The new station was a lot cleaner than the old open-air station, and air-conditioning was a definite plus in an Israeli summer. The new toilets lacked the bouquet of the old ones. Still, I missed the charm of the shop...
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...
Preface In my first story, The Devil's Gateway, one of the main characters—Liv—teaches a class for lesbians who have, or had, great difficulty with Christian doctrines that have caused them much discomfort with regard to their undeniable lesbianism. Liv termed her class as The Truth of the Lies. The lies she exposes are the so-called inerrant truths as pre...
In this essay, I primarily use the King James Version of the bible (KJV); secondarily, The Catholic Family Connections Bible (New American Bible—NAB); and where appropriate, The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV). Julie, or, anyone wishing to email me should do so through Literotica, and include your Literotica moniker so I can be sure you are on Literotic...
Just before I got engaged, I had a quick fling with a Jewish woman I met at a college reunion party. I did not know her when we were at school (she was four years younger; it was an open party for all alumni), but we hit it off. She liked that I was successful and in shape. I liked that she was hot as hell. Mara was a petite brunette with a gym-honed body....
I'm Michael, twenty-eight years old and in the Army now for ten years. I've been all over the world but my favorite place so far is Israel. Maybe it's because what happened several years ago when I was sent there in a cross training exercise with the Israeli IDF. I had been in just three years and had only turned twenty-one. I was part of a training mission...
IV "She sounds psychotic to me," Judith Somerfield said as they stepped out on the front porch. She didn't know what else to think... Todd Wakeman was shook up, confused, and while he couldn't quite put a finger on what had just happened -- he wasn't ready to jump on the psychiatric bandwagon just yet. "I don't know. She seems focused, almost intact, at l...
Jonnie North and Brad Seldon moaned in unison. Brad's head fell back as his wife Barbie sucked his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat as she moaned from what Megan was doing to her pussy with her lips and tongue. Megan was groaning while her husband kept slowly pumping as he knelt behind her. The men stared at each other for a moment... the...