The journey from the site of the crash to the Ottoman Empire was a long one. The captain maintained a high altitude to keep them safe from the clutches of any Russian Empire airships, except Lady Sally insisted on flying low over Kiev to appreciate the glittering, gold domes of its many churches. When she wasn't entertaining herself with her slaves, she of...
"And what do you see in my future?" the stunningly beautiful girl in the sparkling yellow dress asked, her hand stretched out across to me. Conversation at the table died as I wondered what to do. I did not know this person, and here she was giving me her hand, ostensibly to read her stars. In our native country, Pakistan, this was a serious breach of inter-...
Chapter 03: The Discovery For those of you who have read the first two chapters of this ever-growing series about an oversexed Indian girl you will have no difficulty in understanding the concepts provided here. For those who haven't, I suggest you go back and read them. They are in the first time section. Bhavita always found dark skinned men very erotic...
Part 1: Debbie "I don't think that's wise. I'm not used to drinking. Besides, who's driving?" "Loosen up Alisa and have another margarita," said Sherie. "It's your party for god's sake and we're calling a taxi." Debbie got up and followed Sherie into the kitchen where they started mixing up some more frozen margaritas. The four best friends were celebr...
Once upon a time two brothers were walking in the desert outside the village near where they were born. The older brother Kalik was a strong young man of 14. He was proud to be the head of his family now that his older brothers were off fighting in the war. His little brother, Mustafa, was a spindly 8 years old. His mind was as bright as the desert sun. He c...
This story is a sequel to “Bhavita Fakir Chhiba – The Discovery” posted in the interracial archives. The introduction is found in Bhavita 01 and 02, which is posted in the first time archives. The author hopes you enjoy all the exploits of this oversexed Indian girl who in this part of the saga has just discovered the joys of interracial sex. In the first p...
You live, shit happens, and then you die. Life can be summed up thus. And it's the creed that I live by. My name is Adawiyah Abdul-Samad. I was born in the town of Duba in the Tabuk Province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Ten years ago my family moved to the City of Ottawa, in the Ontario region of Canada. And life has never been the same for us. For starte...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
9:00 Appointment: The Doppelganger Dr. Deengdohn Ramalama ate a satisfying breakfast consisting of a horny goat weed omelet festooned with magic mushrooms and yohimbe bark and washed down with ginseng tea. He followed that up with handful of Viagra, Levitra, Cialis and Extenze pills. Soon he would be sporting the highly-vaunted five-hour erection, and a goo...
ADULTS ONLY Not for republication without permission! * It's not easy having a beautiful wife when you're an average looking smallish guy. As an accountant I did the books for a lot of border line entertainment companies, and one was Gold Productions in Reno, where my wife then worked as a dancer, going by the name of Debbie Delight instead of Debbie Pulas...