As soon as she came to Germany, Sharifa submitted the Fachhochschule dean the documentation of Jamila's couture work, and she was even too successful: the dean and the didactic committee loved Jamila's work so much that not only did they credit her as a trainer, but even decided to invite her for a lecture cycle in Germany. Shafira was asked to tell Jamila...
There are lots of way to get a wife, but I have never managed to do that. So when I saw an ad in a weekly paper at the porn shop which read, "Buy a wife for $200," I figured I should check it out. I drove over to the address in the ad, which was out in the country on a sort of farm, but I didn't see any evidence of farming or barnyard animals. There was a h...
Dawn could barely comb her long blonde hair as she stood naked in front of the full length mirror. Her hands had been shaking ever since she woke up early that morning to say goodbye to her husband Richard. Her husband would be traveling out of town on business the next three weeks which would give her plenty of time to replace the money she had lost from t...
We were known as the Three Musketeers Plus One. There were myself, Ryan, Jack and Bobby. Lanie was the Plus One and later became my wife. Our 'gang' happened by coincidence. Our families lived in the same neighborhood. We were of the same age and in the same class at school. We did everything, good or bad, together. We played doctor as children and became f...
Chapter 5 Escape Disclaimer: This story started as Nonhuman, it will travel through several categories. You can read it alone or as a whole. Some names are explained at the end of this chapter. Be ready to re-live the characters' memories we're finally escaping! All human names and situations are fictitious and this is a sole story created by my bored...
I was pretty sure my wife Karen was up to something when she said we should throw a party, not that this would be unusual except that she wanted to take care of the guest list and asked that I not talk about it with anyone. She had a particular group of people in mind. The invitees consisted of four other married couples we knew so it would be 10 people in...
(The usual proviso: This story is fiction. All persons depicted as having sex or in an erotic situation were designated by the writer to be adults, having achieved at least their eighteenth birthdays. All persons in this story are products of the writer's imagination, and any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.) ***** Across the da...
Probably need to state this is a total work of fiction. Any names or places are just pulled out of the air. That said I often wonder if something like this could have or maybe is happening. I'll leave that up to the reader to decide. Now on to the story So I'm sitting in a hospital room thinking back over the past two plus years and how this life changing...
Back to Nature -- Breeding Season There are a lot of tales floating around about things that have happened in the mountain range region known as the Blue Ridge Mountains. Some are actual facts, some have some half truths to them, but most are wild tales of an over active imagination. Sometimes the line between fact and fiction is a thin one and it's hard to...
Her name was now Kajira. She couldn't remember her given name anymore, it had been that long. It didn't matter anyway. Not for a slave. And she was a slave. Bound to obey everyone from the Sultan himself down to the lowliest of the low, but mainly the Sultan's many wives. It had been learned early on that she had a certain innate grace and so she was often...