"Joseph, I have to warn you, if you keep hanging around me, you're going to convert to Islam," Wafa "Wawa" Ali said, and the curvy, bronze-skinned and raven-haired young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman smiled coyly at her friend and classmate, Joseph Berry. The tall, slender, Afro-sporting, brown-skinned young man, originally from the City of London, U.K. looked...
This story begins immediately after the end of my previous story, "A Step Too Far." In that story, I described the lesson my beautiful, but temporarily domineering, wife taught me for sharing secrets about our love life with strangers on Literotica. I had just completed the last of seven nights of light bondage and humiliation, during which I had to bring...
It's been years since I had been made love to, fucked, you know, get laid?? I had enough of the excuses of my ex-white husband when he would tell me that we didn't "do it" anymore because he couldn't "get it up" anymore. He would frequent the strip clubs and the go-go clubs with "the guys" just to relax and have a few beers. Yeah right and get a lap dance a...
This is part of an ongoing series - please check out the previous four chapters before diving into this one! We'll still be here when you get back:) Alright, so this is when I admit to being a terrible dirty liar because this is another chapter without sex. Nakamook, you say, you're writing on literotica. Don't be such a dick. I know, I know, but the chapte...
Chapter 65 At The Mall Well gentlemen, I'm back and have I been up to no good! For those of you who know me I want answer that question. For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 34 years old long haired brunette, married with no children. At 5' 10", 140# with a body of 40DD X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ch. 1) and I'm the biggest fl...
Author's note: All persons involved in any sexual acts are above the age of 18. ********************** Chapter 2 Sarge lived in a large four bedroom, two story "Shaker" style home with a big front yard. It had a large front porch, separate two car garage, small backyard, and a screened in back porch. It came with a gravel drive. The home was perfect for h...
SUNDAY EVENING The attractive couple stepped onto the veranda, escaping from the hubbub of the convention registration and ice breaker inside. The sun was setting over the turquoise blue Caribbean, casting deep shadows on the jungle covered volcanic hills that framed the white sand beach. Sandy sighed contentedly and murmured, "Oh Hon, this is magnificent....
5 Years Later Emma finished off washing the last of the dishes as she heard footsteps approach the door. A quick peek over her shoulder confirmed her suspicions. "What do you want Damon?" She sighed. "Awww... Don't be like that Princess. Can't we just get along?" "Are you going to let us go?" "Of course not!" Damon scoffed "Then you have your answer."...
14 November, 1943 The air was shedding its veneer of autumn as easily as a winter's coat, and she stood at the rail looking out over the Atlantic as the great ship steamed to the southeast. Even from this modest height - and she guessed she was about fifty feet or so above the water's surface - the sense of speed as the Iowa knifed through the sea was palpa...
It was the last evening of my stay at the Sheikh's palace, and I was approaching my departure with mixed emotions. I had my exit visa for departing Saudi Arabia's stringent regime in my handbag, and that was a reminder of the freedom that awaited me in Madrid, my adopted city, but I had become genuinely fond of Helena, the Sheikh's principal wife, and looked...