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"My confessions are about my husband failing to satisfy me sexually and as a result I allowed myself to take a male lover.""I am the person narrating the story but with hardly any university education or skills in creative writing. I have therefore tried to follow a set of writing standard but I am not quite sure I have fully succeeded.” This is the story of a Tunisian married couple. Fathi, my husband, is a teacher of Islamic studies and a preacher in the local mosque. I Nany, hi…

In life problems and difficulties arise from a lack of understanding and excessive selfishness when people interact or get into confrontations. That usually happens at each level of human relations. What makes social conflicts more intense is intolerance, hatred, and the desire to prevail, For any clever person, there is always a way to avoid issues and live in peace and serenity just when implementing the concept of "Live and Let Live". As an individual, we must understand that differ…

Roger is one of the many friends that I have met through aPenpals. He is from South Wales: a very handsome guy, aged 26 with a virile appearance and an athletic body. Before meeting Roger in the flesh, I had a strong physical attraction to his body. That attraction turned into irresistible chemistry when he decided to come all the way from South Wales to stay in our home for a month in the summer, I confessed to my husband that I fancied having him for sex in our bedroom for the whole month he w…

As planned my husband went on a ten-day business trip to France. In his absence, I invited a male friend I have known through an advert at aPenpals. He would arrive at my place the very day my husband has left for France. It was agreed that Hamad (my friend's name) would stay at the small guest apartment a few yards from our main home and around 11.00 in the evening when my kids were asleep Hamad would leave his studio and make his way to my marital bedroom for the night. Before six in the…

From day one of its publication I have been inundated by replies from males showing their infatuation with me. They have admitted that by looking at my profile photo they have fallen for me and for some, they would spend hours looking at it. Some others have been more audacious and they have repeatedly asked me if they could be invited and enjoy my beauty in my own home. Every morning my ePenpals inbox gets full with messages namely from Arab countries and Western Europe. Others message me from…

This text is in the words of my husband; It is difficult to describe the frustrations of not being able to perform. These were felt most when after starting I would have to give up due to this lack of passion and, on these occasions, it was difficult not to show frustration. During this period, my wife suggested that it might help if she played with herself while me taping or filming her, and my response was that we would do it while the kids were fast asleep. My wife was then pregnant and her s…

“On that second evening of our holiday, I suggested to Roger that we both go to that secluded spot he had shown us in the morning. It was getting slightly dark after sunset and we thought it was the right time to have a romantic sitting by the cliff.‘What are we going to do?’ I asked Roger, a look of excitement on my face.‘I think we should have your ladyship’s knickers off,’ said Roger, emulating Mellors in Lady Chatterley’s Lover.Roger held my light dress up so that he could pull my panties do…

This is a sample of the hundreds I receive every week: I was delighted to read your advert at aPenpals. I never expected one from Tunisia! I would very much like to meet you and take you up on your offer of staying with you in your country Tunisia. It would be a pleasure to share your bed; you are a very attractive lady indeed and I am sure we will have a good time together. My name is Roger. I am 27 years old, single, height 1m75, very horny, clean, and very discreet of this you can be assured,…

The time this poem is readI'm huddled in my bedHugging a cold hard pillowAnother sob story, I knowEveryone I know is surely outHaving lots of fun, no doubtMe? I'm stuck in my little roomCounting away till it's night soonThe time you reach this partI'm walking to a mini martI'll get myself lots of candyAnd have myself a pity partyIt's okay to be lonely, right?It's not a thing to always fightAt least I hope it is not badI don't have to feel all that sadThe t…

If these cursed hands of mineCould hold something so fine,So beautiful and lovely as she is,I'd hold on forever, my morning breeze.If only these hands didn't shiver,If I'd have been much braver,I'd reach out for just a touchThe slightest from her, nothing much.If only whatever I holdDidn't slip like melted goldOr like grains of dry sandsThrough my tiny, little handsI would ask her for her heart.But I have no idea how to start.These hands would surely failTo care for and…