Divya's newfound assertiveness and her will to try and lead a decent traditional married life started serving her well. She had effectively neutralized the hold Jose had over her. The job did mean a lot to Jose, so after that time she destroyed his phone, he decided to abandon or at least suspend his plans to bed Divya again. He taught her driving, without...
No one in the U.S., other than the people who'd leased the EV-1's and other environmentalists, were even aware that a viable, marketable electric vehicle was deliberately and systematically removed from availability. During 2002 and 2003, everyone's attentions had been focused on taking down Saddam Hussein and attempting to liberate Iraq. The Bush administr...
Decisions and Ceremonies The next morning Zalen had barely gotten up from his bed when two servant girls entered and began to help him get dressed! He was still too drowsy to put up much resistance and either the girls didn't understand Common or they just chose to ignore his protests. And attempts to cover himself just made them smile and giggle. Soon eno...
Chapter 3 — TUESDAY — Jenn has her photoshoot Tony Yamamura had hired the top of the range limousine specifically to impress the stunning looking blonde he'd just picked up at the Dubai International Airport. For someone who'd just stepped off an eight hour flight, Bree Jensen looked remarkably fresh. In a tailored white jacket, matching short skirt and a...
Part I The bald brown head bobbed between Baraka's legs, an unseen tongue arcing up into the delicious crease between them. She lay back on the silk cushions of the divan and sighed, one sandaled foot on the floor, the other on the divan. Her body flushed from the sensation and a white veil of passion descended over her mind. Jirash was the best of the men...
The plane taxied to a halt at the gate, and I released my lap strap and got up. "First class passengers get off first," grinned Tim. We made our way out of the plane, thanking the cabin crew, and along a corridor with signs to the baggage reclaim area. "How's your German?" asked Tim. I snorted. "Guten morgen, danke schön." He smiled. "No problem, leave...
"So, where are you from, Sharifa?" said Kirsten Fontaine, the tall, forty-something, blonde-haired White woman with the frosty smile as she looked at Sharifa Fetieh with all the affection one typically shows to a scurrying cockroach spotted when the kitchen light comes on. This one doesn't like me, Sharifa thought as Kirsten looked at her Hijab, and sighed....
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember, this is fiction, which means it's not real. Also keep in mind this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... To understand the full context of...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Well, here is my first story that h...
"Perfect..." J.J. Hanson muttered as he trailed his lips over the creamy globes of his wife's breasts. They had always been so lusciously full but now they seemed even firmer... almost like she'd gotten breast implants only they still felt completely natural. Sophia writhed and cried out when he sucked her firm pink nipples into his mouth... she'd never reac...