The adventure I'm about to describe happened in spring 2000 when Jon had to go to Morocco on a business trip. He managed to get a few days holiday and took me along with him. * The journey over there was quite uneventful except for me letting one or two people see what I wasn't wearing under my dress. The flight took off late evening England time and it ha...
Dan Harris couldn't sleep well, and the reason wasn't the June Missouri heat and humidity. He'd just survived a day when he thought the woman of his dreams was going to cut off their friendship. For weeks, he had snuck off to a hidden spot in the woods to watch his idol, '70 sitcom star Brenda Keans, go skinny dipping in Peachtree Lake, the pond below his tr...
Time after time, the lupine creature roamed the darkness. For as soon as night fell, it could feel its guise shedding. In the movies and poorly written horror and science fiction novels, its kind were monsters. Supposedly, a human being was cursed to become one of them every time the moon rose. If it could have laughed, it would have mocked that very concept...
When most girls envision their future, most think of their wedding day rather than marriage and family. And that, my friends, is a problem. It takes two to tango, and I honestly feel that if most people put as much energy into their marriages as they did their wedding days, there'd be fewer divorces. Seriously. My name is Tika Danusubroto-Wallace and I was b...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...
[This is the subsequent chapter to the ongoing story with the same name about an Indian housewife. Through means fair or foul, Asad has almost molded Komal to the stage where she is flung into a turmoil, torn between revulsion and reception. Till, finally, she takes a decision that would change her life forever. The first two chapters were included under th...
As I close my eyes for a second, I flash back to an extremely lucid vision from my past. Sania is kneeling naked in front of me. Her huge, beautiful dark eyes are in piercing, mischievous contact with mine. Half of my rapidly re-hardening cock is inside her full, soft lips. She is sucking it clean of the remnants of cum from our recent fuck, as her soft righ...
Only a couple of Dialect words this chapter which you may know anyway: Tory = This is the common name for a member of the Conservative party, in general they are not popular in Scotland, traditionally a more liberal country. This is tangentially relevant to the story. Skivvy = servant, cleaner or dogs body. 'A wee dram' = an offer of whisky which is se...
What happened in the previous chapters: Maartje is a Dutch woman in her thirties who after a nasty divorce tries to land back on her feet. She found herself a job as a teacher and is happy to volunteer on an Cathage exhibit in the local museum. When she races on her bicycle over the narrow cobblestone streets along the canals streets to be on time for the op...
When someone tells you all the days of your life that you're less than, that you're inferior and worthless, you tend to believe them. Yet as surely as God made the day and night, it's your duty to fight back and prove, if only to yourself, that you're worth something. My name is Malakeh "Mala" Saint-Gabriel ( nee Zafari ) and I am a young woman of Persian de...