Saturday morning. Fathiyah Al-Fatah Winston finally woke up. The tall, beautiful young woman stretched luxuriantly on the king-sized bed next to her beloved husband Charleston Winston. Gently she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Next to her, a handsome young Black man lay fast asleep. Snoring louder than hell. Fathiyah smiled to herself, and gently kissed her...
You wake up. You just lay in bed anxiety washing over you as you stare at the ceiling. What are you going to do? The indecision is crippling, the prom is coming up and you don't have a date yet! What's next? Dave Baxter Chloe Nass Dutch Deiman Anna Harbrook Merum Moxi Owen Frentis James Davis What's next? Dave Baxter Chloe Nass Dutch Deiman Anna Harbrook...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". Despite her beliefs, Debbie Kendall silently cussed to herself as she saw the roadblock. There were about 6 soldiers in dark green uniforms at the checkpoint, inspecting everyone's documents. Anyone suspecting of bringing an adolescent of any age to the border for...
My wife had been raised in a very conservative and religious family. Both her father and uncles being preachers and her very domineering mother being ultra-conservative. But that all changed quickly once we were married. We were both only eighteen and us being from a small quiet and very conservative town we'd really never heard of things like exhibitionism...
Christie was cold, lonely and hungry again this year. For four years in total now, she had not managed to beg for a meal. "Everything changed around Christmas," Christie thought, people got selfish. Sure, people chucked unwanted clothes in a homeless bin, but what was she going to do with a spaghetti string sequin top, when it was snowing? She needed to keep...
Chapter 2: The Past Returns Sierra drove toward the bridge, entering Mercy Point. They approached the statue of Lady Mercy, Sierra stopped her SUV, 10 feet from the statue, turned to her sister and motioned for her sister to get out. "You need to let Mercy know you are here." Sierra said in a comforting voice. Kennedy took a deep breath, and expelled it....
-IAN I saw her as soon as they walked in. Her face wasn't familiar although I knew her husband. Was Samson her husband? I had never paid attention to Samson's ring finger before and I couldn't see it from here. Even trying to get a closer look during altar call didn't help. She wasn't what I called "fine" but extremely sexy. The way she walked around the o...
The pain was almost unbearable, but Ada was doing what she could to smile through the suffering, to give him that dreamy look of trust and love and encouragement that she had practiced so many times. This was what she wanted, what she had hoped and schemed for. A bit of pain and a few months until she showed, a scene with the Reverend Albin, her father—a sce...
As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Afaf Hussein and I'm a Saudi Arabian woman living in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia. I was born on August 14, 1981. In 2001, I went to live in the United Kingdom, and studied at Brunel University, where I earned a Master's degree in computer science. I returned to Saudi Arabia in 2005, and married Mahmoud Hussein,...
This is a novel of twenty-five chapters. I suggest you begin reading at Chapter 1. The novel deals with hotwifeing and cuckoldry. If those are subjects you aren't interested in, you may reconsider reading this. Please read my statement regarding anonymous comments in my biography. Chapter 10 It was dark, I was in bed having a dream about flying an airpl...