Seçkin Hukuk Istanbul Stories

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Mistress of the Air Ch. 29

by SlaveNano on Jan 5, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The journey from the site of the crash to the Ottoman Empire was a long one. The captain maintained a high altitude to keep them safe from the clutches of any Russian Empire airships, except Lady Sally insisted on flying low over Kiev to appreciate the glittering, gold domes of its many churches. When she wasn't entertaining herself with her slaves, she of...

Turkish Chicks For Haitian Bros

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

How in hell did a brother from the island of Haiti end up on lockdown in the City of Istanbul, the famous and age-old Capital of Turkey? Well, it all has to do with a middle-aged Turkish man named Mehmet Melen, whom I met at the University of Notre Dame in the Capital of Haiti, and the fact that he not only taught me about Islam, but also charged me with del...

Ipek

by Gordon17 on Apr 29, 2025

Ich hatte Ipek über ein Soziales Netzwerk kennengelernt. Schon seit ein paar Monaten trieb ich mich dort täglich in diversen mehr oder weniger anzüglichen Gruppen für Singles oder Seitenspringer herum, mehr, um mir die Langeweile zu vertreiben als mit ernsthaften Absichten. Die Frauen, mit denen tatsächlich real etwas lief, fand ich doch eher in den örtliche...

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Ipek

by Gordon17 on Apr 29, 2025

I got to know Ipek in a social network. For a few months I spent my time there daily in different more or less dirty groups for singles or cheaters, more to fight my boredom than to get serious. The women I got in touch with in real life I rather found in local clubs and pubs than in the world wide web. But to chat with unknown chicks from all over the world...

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Istanbul

by Lloris on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

To be promoted wasn't a complete surprise. I had been the top performer in my team for over a year and I had made it clear to my superiors that I expected nothing less. The new position, however, caused some upheaval in my social live. On top of my current job I would lead a team in our newly opened Istanbul office. This meant that I would spent one out of e...

Historical Erotica Ch. 03

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Note to Reader: This story centers on mother and daughter, the daughter name is Asya and the mother name is Funda. The story is told primarily after the First World War during the collapse of the Ottoman Empire and rise of the Turkish Republic. Both women are beautiful in their own right, Funda with her blonde hair and hazel eyes and Asya with her black hair...

"Professional" Women

by leBonhomme on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

As my user name here suggests, I think of myself as a good man - except when I sit down to write. Then I give my imagination free rein, a lot of incest apparently, not that I personally have ever been tempted. At the moment, I need a new plot, so I am taking a side track. This is all true, but don't get your hopes up. If you want sexual couplings, read my st...

Oh Captain! My Captain!

by dora_salonica on Apr 3, 2019
BDSM

The Captain and I met in Istanbul. On the way there, I was reading a well-known novel on the metaphysics of quality, by Robert Pirsig: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Just before reaching the Turkish border, and as the gentle Greek landscape speeded out of sight, through the window of the bus that swallowed up the kilometres, taking me closer and...

Cuckoldry, Spirituality, Family Ch. 07

by submind on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

During the absence of the newlyweds, my time was split between work and endless moments of thinking at home. I had a feeling of emptiness; I was missing Abida and our Master. This, however, gave me plenty of time to consider the situation I would have to face when they return. I could not avoid thinking that I had been the initiator of all this, the one, no...

The Origins of Rahab's Red Book

by Pixiehoff on Jan 21, 2020
Non-Erotic

During a visit to Istanbul, I had occasion to meet a woman in the Hagia Sophia, who took me for coffee in an old Ottoman era town house nearby. the Hagia Sophia. She was a member of the Maronite Christian community from Syria, and worked, undercover, for Mossad, the Israeli Secret Service. Elena, the old woman who owned the house and the coffee shop, was als...