Amna strolled through the mall, her black abaya flowing behind her as she looked in every window, marveling at the clothes non Muslim women are able to wear. She glanced eagerly from one window to the next, a beautifully sequined dress in one display, a form fitting low cut dress in another. She stood in awe of how beautiful each mannequin looked and imagine...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Married couple spends Nude Day flashing for shocked reactions. * Nude Day means different things to different people. There are those who are exhibitionists and who celebrate Nude Day by spending the day naked, while pretending they're living the lifestyle of a nudist without even so much as knowing and unde...
For a period of time after it seemed that my wife's transformation into a sub slut and part time stripper and whore was complete our sexual life became somewhat routine. Bill and I continued to use her, separately and together, and occasionally we'd take her to the strip club to allow her to perform with Sally and Nancy. On those occasions, Sally would take...
"Elegant, classy, prim and proper." Those were the words used most often to describe Nancy. Married fifteen years, Nancy and I had reached a little "staleness" in our marriage. The love was certainly there but the sexual excitement had waned. Recently though, at my initiation, the subject of sexual fantasies was discussed, though not in great detail. I took...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not in anyway reflect the actions or thoughts of Jessica Alba. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money off writing it. Authors note: This story is a continuation of "Another Alba Story". By the way, I do so apologies for the long absence, as I received many...
You know something is wrong, that you shouldn't even be thinking it, let alone be considering it. It is completely wrong and if you ever go down that road, nothing but destruction waits for you at the end. But you still choose to take that chance, why? You have absolutely no idea, yet your very essence is compelled down that path and so you turn around and b...
PART 5 SETTING THE TRAP While Allison went off to relive her college days, Randi scurried to Allison’s work to copy her hard drive and secure her email information. From now on, Randi would be intercepting each one of Allison’s or Sally’s emails, reading them and then forwarding them on to the intended recipient. In fact, Randi was surprised how easy it wa...
Chapter 1 Lucy and Tom had been running a small coffee bar in the town for over two years. A quiet bar, jazz music played softly in the background, comfy seating. It was a real nook of serenity in a busy High Street. They had regular customers who came in to escape the hustle and bustle of daily life. It was 5.30pm on a Friday, close to closing time. Lucy...
"I'm going to the store to get some milk. Back in an hour," I called to my husband on my way out the door. "But that's not all I'm going to get," I said to myself as I walked quickly to the car. My new sun dress felt smooth on my otherwise naked body, my large breasts swaying freely under the halter top and my ass jiggling in anticipation...of what I wasn'...
The early evening sun was still warm as Brian and Mandy walked, arm in arm, across the park. They paused briefly to watch a few overs of the cricket match that was being played in the oval at the park's centre before moving on again. All around them humanity thronged, enjoying the warmth of a summer's evening. Couples walked together, oblivious of the world...