When people on here describe their wives, I'm sure that most are describing a fantasy. I don't have to do that, as my wife is my fantasy, and the fantasy of most males. She's Asian, a Filipina, but not one of those tiny types that looks like an underage school girl. No, my wife is about 5'5", and curvy, and the easiest way to describe her is to say that s...
I was playing basketball on the corner park by the courthouse. I go down there pretty often with my friend, Tom. It's our final summer before heading to school and we don't have money to travel. There's not much to do but shoot hoops and smoke weed on the park. It's not so bad, when I'm not playing ball I'm reading piles of books or playing around on my dad'...
Maxine was jerked suddenly back to the present. Salma was grasping one of her slim, hose-covered ankles, strapped into a four-inch heel, and lifted one of her own legs in the air, out across Maxine’s body. Maxine felt the foot touch her breasts and reached out to grasp it, fondling it. She rubbed the sole and laced her long fingers through the toes. Salma en...
Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Every time I see a pretty gal walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner. The name is Lucas Abdullah Wallace. I was born in the City of Odessa, Texas, to a Jamaican-American father and Lebanese Christian mother. My parents, Esther Abdullah and Luke Wallace met while at the University of Housto...
MARCH 2010 Comanche smoke signals of dust rise from an uneven dirt road, a half mile away. Beth's bouncing pickup emerges from the cloud, an arrow aimed at Jim Ed's southwest pasture barn. Beth and Jen stagger from the barn, loaded with gear. Jim Ed Andrews, III leans against his white crew cab pickup. He grins at the pony-tailed brunettes, who are irritat...
Seduced in the Sky A glass of Margarita was served to me. "Excuse me!" I said to the bartender. "I don't think I ordered this!" "No, you didn't. She did!" he said while looking at a woman about 10 meters away on my left. She sat alone at another table. She smiled at me. I smiled back and waved my right hand. I lifted up my Margarita and mouthed, "Thank y...
Salma was the name of a young Asian girl I had been seeing around for a year or so. At the time she was 18 and we usually passed each other every day as I returned home from work. Despite being married for three years I have to admit I found this girl incredibly attractive even though she always seemed to be wearing traditional Asian clothes or a long shape...
Salma Was Much More Than A Masseuse Some months back I was in Delhi and I went to a beauty clinic. I wanted a facial. The girl took me to a separate cubicle and asked me to take off my blouse and the sari. After I took off my blouse, she unhooked my bra and made me lie down with a towel covering my top. After doing my face, the girl was doing my throat and...
Everybody thought I was insane when I accepted the job as the private tutor of 8-year old Ahmed. His mother had been a beautiful Englishwoman who died in childbirth and now his father thought it was time for Ahmed to learn English and start getting prepared for Eton. I didn’t know much about their country and I didn’t speak their language, but I was desperat...
I woke up to the sound of my cellphone ringing. With half-open eyes, I reached for it and answered. "Hello?" I said. "Hello Arun, this is Dev." the voice from the other end was that of my Boss. "Yes Dev? Tell me." I said. "Tell you? You tell me!" he sounded annoyed. "Where the hell are you? We are supposed to go on that big sales call together!" "Oh, y...