3. Practice Chloe went into her apartment and locked the door. She rolled the suitcase over to her dining room table and sat down in the chair, feeling quite tired, but also excited about practicing. She opened the suitcase and began rummaging through the bondage equipment she found in there. She pulled out the instruction sheets and started reading. She sk...
Nadia rested in her new room, naked. She loved the body Alene gave her, it was perfect, her hips almost as wide as her shoulders, her breasts firm and wobbly, her skin a smooth, welcoming canvas. The room lacked her touch, but she felt content with it, it was much larger than her former room, almost three times bigger. Next to her king-size bed was a drawer,...
Author's note: Before Gal Gadot finally secured the big screen role of Wonder Woman, a number of names were bantered about as a possibility to portray the Amazon. Here's a "What if" story set in 2009, concerning one of those possibilities, a young American soap actress by the name of Nadia Bjorlin. Also, all participants in sexual activities are at least eig...
Nadia Abdirashid, born in the City of Detroit, Michigan, to a Somali Muslim immigrant father and a white American mother, certainly seemed destined for greatness from the get go. Her family history was certainly unique, to say the least. Nadia's father Ali Abdirashid moved to Michigan from the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, as a young man, studied Criminal Just...
Now "What have I done Naida?" Alene asked. "No point dwelling on it now love," Nadia shared her view of the situation, "we can't go back now, what was done cannot be undone..." "Is this how it ends?" Alene's tone was melancholic. "It doesn't have to end like this, we have each other, and we have her..." Both girls broke into tears as the words left Naid...
Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself and stretched luxuriously on the king-sized bed, and looked at the sleeping form of her lover, Aziz Kalenzaga. The tall, sinfully sexy, gorgeously dark-skinned West African stud looked good enough to eat. Aziz moved in his sleep but did not wake up. Nadia smiled, pleased that her brand of lovemaking wore out this magnificent...
Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself and licked her lips as her sinfully sexy West African lover, Aziz Kalenzaga, gently spread her slender thighs and inhaled the womanly fragrance of her pussy. The young Yemeni Arab woman held her breath, and then relaxed as Aziz smiled at her before he began eating her pussy with gusto. All the tension that Nadia had been feel...
Over two months had passed since Isabella last got a visit from General Callisto. General Callisto had spent every morning since searching the other homes of Femininus, just as she said she would. Isabella deliberated with the Supreme Goddess of Imperium in an attempt to halt General Callisto's aggressive searches, but to no avail. And so on that blistering...
The dusky graveyard had been torn apart and emptied. Its ancient tombstones were cracked and toppled, its rusted gates broken off the hinges. The ground was freshly dug and churned so that massive piles of dirt bordered the dozens of previously undisturbed graves. Every moldy coffin had been cracked open, and every vine-covered tomb had been ransacked, but n...
Alene didn't leave her bed for 7 days now. Not having to work thanks to the money spell, all she did was lie in bed and cry over what she did to Nadia. How could she have scarred her like that? What kind of best friend cums on a person like that? She felt like trash... Even her throbbing cock didn't interest her. She couldn't think about jerking at a time li...