According to the most sacred of Islamic teachings, all mankind stem from Adam and Eve, father and mother of the entire human race. We all come from them, without exception. From the darkest African to the white man, the Arab, and all the races in between. It's a beautiful sentiment, too bad my fellow Muslims forget it all too often. How else would you expl...
CHAPTER 2 - LOVE POINT MATCH "I love upstate, but it feels great to be back in the city," Tabor squeezed Shy's neck as he carried her up the stairs of his apartment. Her two legs hung over his forearm, a single small leg bounced with each step up on the stairs, the other outstretched in stiff plaster. She nuzzled her nose into his neck smelling his person...
Being the 'Dark Lord' was fun, at first. Back in the good old days of my bid for world conquest, I was a frontline soldier! I towered above the battlefield in my black armor, bashed in heads, and witnessed exactly how each muscle in a person's face could bend and contort to show true terror! I made the plans, I crafted my soldiers, I looted villages and cit...
Almost two years ago, I posted the first part of a story detailing my punishment for failing to control my orgasm for my wife's pleasure. In an effort to appease her, I wrote her a poem offering acts of humiliation and service to account for my failure. She accepted my offering and executed the punishment with delicious cruelty. I lost the rest of the story...
I awoke Saturday to the sounds of running water. My wife was already up and in the shower. My head was still swimming from that activities of the night before. Our playful cuckold game had taken us to a different level, with me being submissively used for the pleasure of my wife and her lover. More worryingly, the comment my wife made, before I went to bed,...
I'm writing this for three reasons. 1. I grew up singing and playing guitar, bass, piano, sax and flute. And before you ask-Yes, I picked up girls while playing flute-so I know what I'm talking about. 2. I've slept with a number of women and I met virtually every single one of them (including my wife and my ex-wives) when I was in a band. In all honesty...
Charlotte was rounding the block in the last quarter mile of her morning run. It was already humid and hot, though it was not yet 6:00 am. At mile 3 she'd pulled off her long-sleeved tee shirt, tying it around her waist, so now she ran in her running shorts and sports bra. What the hell difference did it make, she thought - it covered more than a bikini top...
This is a work of fiction, something that trickled into my brain years ago, and I ignored, until I plotted it out, having seen that both BDSM and Incest is something that people seem to like to read. This story does not relate anyone living or dead, but it is partially and very loosely based on research I once studied while researching for a paper on deviant...
Jordan practically hooted as he booted up his new VR setup. He'd spent all day trying to get it just right. Adjusting the sensors, moving furniture, sweating profusely after he'd spilled some thermal compound on the motherboard, but it was finally worth it. Well, would be worth it after he started the game. He pulled on the goggles, grabbed the tactile grip...
MICHELLE’S PHYSICAL FITNESS The women were gathered around the round table for their weekly meeting. It had started out as an informal gathering group of Doms who would meet on an irregular basis to share ideas and experiences. The Dominatrix, Dom of Doms, had finally organized them as a formal group that would convene on a weekly basis on Friday afternoons...