Sitting in the dark in Flora’s steamy Chinatown apartment, I was hot, sweaty and pissed off. My place was being fumigated and she had offered me her apartment for the night while she was away giving a lecture. When I let myself in, however, I found an apologetic note about a broken air conditioner which couldn’t be fixed any earlier than the following aftern...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Just a flash story. A dark and sordid little flash story, not to be taken too seriously. ***** Michael Bae marched back and forth in front of his first period Earth Sciences class. He pointed to Lee Phillips. "The diamond is an example of what type of...
"For God's sake Mum, stop fussing I'll be fine, I'm twenty years old for christ sake," said Molly irritably as she carried her bag out to the car. "You heard what they said on the weather forecast, they've given heavy snow and it's the day before Christmas Eve, the roads will be really busy," warned her Mum, following her in and out of the house, "besides,...
Summary: Teacher is given to three 18-year-old ex-students for the weekend. NOTE 1: Obviously, if you haven't read parts 1 and 2, I highly recommend you do before reading this part 3. NOTE 2: This story is dedicated to the beautiful Julie... and to the just as beautiful Sydney. NOTE 3: Thanks to Estragon for his dedication to making my work better. An up...
I'm happy to be single tonight, I smiled to myself as I listened to some rap music on YouTube. There I sat, typing away on Microsoft Word at a computer terminal inside the Carleton University library's second floor. It's almost six in the afternoon, and the library is busy as ever. Just another cold day in Ottawa, Ontario. From time to time, I glanced at my...
May Jannah forgive me, I simply cannot stop these lustful thoughts which swirl around my head whenever I look at an attractive female. Since I've had sex with a woman for the first time, and Nadeeya Osman, of all women, my life has changed. My name is Amina Khalid, and I'm a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got one hell of a s...
Staying the Night at Jens. When I was in high school my best friend was Jen. She was a year older than me and I was always secretly a little in awe of her social smarts, confidence and rebelliousness. She was shorter than me by about 8 inches, with long brown hair and wide brown eyes. She was chubby with a big round bottom and full breasts. Despite her shor...
"Why are people so obsessed with sex at work?" Deborah Fournel wondered, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, raven-haired and alabaster-skinned French Canadian gal sighed deeply. Sitting on the toilet, on the second floor of the World Issues Canada building, Deborah allowed herself a private moment. She'd been working in this austere Canadian government building i...
A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad (F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, jewelry, drugs, tattoos, piercings, food, bad accents) DISCLAIMER – This is a fictional story to be read and enjoyed. If you can't read, stop reading. If you can't enjoy, stop reading. If you don't like any of the story codes mentioned above, stop reading. If you can't stop, it's not...
The basement of the church was a bit cold and drafty and the wind was howling outside as the dozen or so children were led in song by the two women at the front of the room. The weather had kept many of the students away on this stormy Saturday night, and the ones that showed up were singing "He's Got the Whole World In His Hands" with widely varying levels...