Anna was the first wife of Ali, a serious 40-something Jordanian engineer. For a long time, she was the one. Anna loved Ali. She had loved him from the first days she met him at the university in her country where he went to study. There were plenty of handsome, healthy, strong and even smart Slavic boys, but she was used to them. That tall, handsome, right...
Note to Reader: Batool Naifeh, otherwise known as the Devil's Whore, is a woman of stark contradictions. Her name, Batool, which means Ascetic Virgin or someone who withdraws from worldly pleasures in pursuit of spiritualism, is reflective of her strict Kuwaiti Salafist Muslim family, whose values she still holds dear. She is not a 'rebel' and is a woman who...
Hello, there. Lucifer Morningstar here. That's right, ladies and gentlemen. You're actually talking to the Devil himself. Relax, I'm not here to cause you any harm. Honest. Cross my heart and hope to die. Seriously, if I wanted you dead, you'd be dead and that's that. No, I'm here to set the record straight once and for all. You see, I've been the victim of...
This is the ninth instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's, sexual journey. In the first instalment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high jinx she is still a virgin. In the second, she set out in a limo to her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste," to a man who ou...
Even now, sitting in the cold and uninviting interview/interrogation room with CIA agent Kristina Bellman and her diminutive Asian-Canadian counterpart, Canadian Security Intelligence Service agent Victor James Lee, I can't believe some of the things I've seen and done. The tall pretty blonde American woman in the smart business suit fixes her steely blue ey...
Just because I'm an extremely tall and assertive woman doesn't automatically make me dominant in the bedroom, I calmly told Omar Yusuf as he sat across from me at a table inside the Saint Laurent Mall's crowded food court. I'm glad to hear it, the handsome young black man said, gently caressing my knee under the table. Let's go home, I told him, licking my l...
"Go back to sleep, babe, I've got this," I whispered to my wife Amal as I got up, and went to check on our son, Little Omar. Lying in his crib, in his small bedroom, ten and a half meters from our own bedroom, little Omar is awake in the middle of the night and crying, which is not an unusual occurrence. I take my son into my arms and smile at him, rocking h...
I waited in the thicket until twilight, then waited some more. At last, Imran Hafiz left the masjid, and I smiled triumphantly. For once he was alone, I could see none of his usual assortment of armed guards anywhere. Moving silently I dashed across the yard, my feet barely touching the ground. Drawing my dagger from my pocket, I struck. Three times I plunge...
Gleefully I spank my ebony sub's ass while thrusting my strap-on dildo deep into his hole. The tall, skinny Black dude moans deeply. Smiling, I continue fucking him. My name is Valerie Blackstone, and I'm a five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. My slaves call me Mistress Africana. I'm one of a...
It was a Wednesday in July. I woke up and went into the master bedroom and said, "Happy Anniversary" to my wife, Laura. It had been 42 years with 3 and a half years of dating/ engagement before the wedding. We had met during the fall semester of her freshman year of college and started dating shortly after our first meeting. A friend of mine was also intere...