Fidelma Anne O'Leary, former Irish Catholic and Professor of Biology at Saint Edwards University in Texas made waves when she converted to Islam. The tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Anglo-Saxon woman certainly didn't look like the Western world's conception of the average Muslim woman. And for a short while, the story of her awakening, her subsequent reje...
'I am black and you are white,' said Rebecca, rising to Ben's assertion that women did not have the mind-set to excel at chess. Hinting that she had some modest ability herself, and frequently played with friends, she had challenged him to join her in a game. There would have to be a handicap, though, in view of his professed superiority. 'Fine by me,' he...
NIGHT –EXTERIOR The theme music fades and the still photo of the Conner house establishes that the porch light is off. CUT TO – INTERIOR –LIVING ROOM The house is dark but the television is on. The set is throwing out a bluish light on the worn couch but there is no sound. ROSEANNE CONNER, wife, mother and restaurant owner, emerges from the basement/her wr...
We go hiking back into a forest, to a secret place where no one ever goes. As we pass down the trail under the trees, I play with you now and then by reaching under your clothing, and exploring your warmth and getting you all hot and bothered in the process as we walk along. I pause every few minutes to bare your breasts and kiss and lick and nibble and suc...
You are lying on your back, softly snoring – your scarlet red whore's lips pursed as though in a kiss. I tweak a nipple and you subside a little but you are still snoring. I go to the bathroom and return. You haven't moved – still on your back – still snoring lightly. It has been 3 weeks since I have allowed you to cum. You have served me well by keeping my...
It was a busy Friday night as I made my way to my job; people were out in droves trying to escape the week's drudgery and enjoy their weekend. A part of me wished I could be out partying with my friends but I was trying to put myself through an arts degree and my family had no means to support me, so I had to work. Smiling to myself I chuckled at the possib...
CAUTION: This story is nothing like my usual tale of mutual sexual pleasure among happily consenting adults. It is the story of the abuse of an innocent young woman by her cruel abductors and, if this kind of thing bothers you, you are perfectly normal, but might be well advised to read no further. On Monday morning, Cynthia and Melissa Raleigh reclined on...
Occasionally, I transform from my normal persona- highly organized (if slightly OCD) wife and mother, efficient (if slightly sarcastic) nurse practitioner, mild-mannered (if slightly irreverent) college instructor- into a sex-crazed maniac with insatiable desires... I become unable to focus on anything else, wanting simply to fantasize and remember and write...
Stephanie being used by her secret internet Master had been going on for months. It excited her to be on display for him and sometimes his friends on her cam. She would perform on her Master's command. Playing with her wet pussy and fucking herself with her vibrators and dildos. She loved being called dirty names while she did this for him, and he much oblig...
"Face down and ass up, sexy lady," Master Tariq commanded, and Janice Hastings nodded, then did as she was told. The tall, sturdy and curvy, alabaster-skinned, blonde-haired and green-eyed young Caucasian woman got on all fours, and shook her thick white ass at him. Standing behind her, Master Tariq admired Janice's beauty, which was so unlike that of the sl...