Right now, avowed feminist and proud Israeli Defense Forces soldier Miriam Rosenthal was where she knew she was born to be. Lying on her back, sweaty and dazed, blonde hair disheveled and blue eyes blinking nervously, while a well-endowed Muslim guy fucked her in her tight Israeli ass. In one of Tel Aviv's nicest hotels, too. Long had the proud Jewish woman...
Damn, I thought to myself as I admired Mouna Hassan's big round ass as the sexy Black woman began undressing. I stroked my eight inches of thick, uncircumcised Haitian dick as she got ready for me. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Jeremiah Emmanuel Jackson. I was born in the town of Quartier Morin in the island of Haiti and raised in the City...
At the age of 31 Laura was delighted the way her career at the bank had been going. She had started as a junior immediately after leaving university and was now an important member of the team dealing with loans to large corporations. Her manager called her into her office on Monday morning and told her that she had been chosen to close a deal with a large W...
It was 3:45 in the morning and Xavier Bishop was having another sleepless night, the fourth one this week. Ever since Emmanuel had told him that Toni was going to be at his wedding this weekend. Being the Best Man meant he wouldn't be able to avoid seeing her, especially since she'll be the Maid of Honor. Even after ten years he couldn't get her out of his h...
I apologize for the delay in this segment of the story. I dislike people that have long delays between chapters. Unfortunately, real life and jobs sometime interfere and that is the case here. The next segment will also be delayed, but hang in there they are coming as soon as I can. This is a sequel to Venus Ascending and continues the story. This story ca...
Author's Note: 'Dame' is an honorific similar to 'Sir', but for women. In contrast, a 'Lady' is a woman either married to a 'Sir' or a 'Lord', a daughter or sibling of a high lord, or a woman holding a lordship herself, while a 'Dame' is a female knight. -=-=-=-=-=-=- Dame Kaisa Citadel of Fire, Imperial Demesne 18th of Sunfall, 1282 D.f. -=-=-=-=-=-=-...
We stood side by side as she showed me her pictures. I felt a little embarrassed, the image of her naked submission was so graphic and degrading that I had to look to see her response to my viewing. She kept her eyes down, yet she was standing proudly naked beside me. "How do you feel about these images, O? This one of you is humiliating, it shows every par...
Myths aren't called myths for nothing. They were invented to explain the unexplainable. Generation upon generation retold them, reread them and tried to understand them. But myths aren't meant to be understood; not in the logical way we love to think nowadays. Myths are metaphors. And at their cores we find our timeless selves, our virtues and our vices,...
Author's Note: This is my story, I wrote it, stealing is lame. If you don't like it, don't read it. Feel free to comment with any errors you find, I will feel free to delete them and call you an asshole out loud. Thanks for any votes, feedback, or favorites; Hope you enjoy: * It was coffee time. Early morning coffee time. Cold early morning coffee time. I...
Hello, there. My name is Stacy Jane Bourgeois. I've got a riddle for you. How does a chick who's fat, ugly in the face, has a huge plump ass and an aloof personality gets to become the most popular female on a college campus teeming with rich and sexy women? Who in hell would let her become so popular? Either it's an act of supernatural intervention or there...