Carrie watched as the short black girl weaved her way through the press of bodies and sat primly at the bar. She wasn't dressed in any of the outrageous stuff that all the other women were trying to pull off. On the contrary, she was clad in a simple dark-blue pair of jeans, and a black low-cut top, emphasizing her curvy shape. She turned her head and looked...
"I can't believe how chilly it got!" Dakota exclaimed, as she peeled off her leather jacket inside the warm shop. Her normally pale cheeks were rosy from the brisk November winds, and her long, wavy blonde hair, never exactly styled, was even more wild. "And to think last week it was 80 degrees out!!" She hung up her jacket in the closet in the office, and...
This is the last time I allow myself to frown over you people, I told myself as I walked out of the mosque in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I still couldn't shake off the Imam's words as he practically glowered at me as he ordered me out of the men's prayer hall. He called me every name in the book. All because I wanted to pray with men. Because o...
Her pink cheeks are flush with the excitement of telling a story. Her blonde hair rests on her shoulders. Her blue eyes are wide and they look to me for approval. I turn up the corners of my mouth and she continues with more vivacity. The innocence and naivety pour from her ink- pen blue eyes. I am not listening as intently as I should be. I am thinking abo...
London, 1855 A stunned crowd gathered outside the courthouse. It was the biggest news, the greatest scandal that had ever struck London town, perhaps ever. Inside the imposing edifice, which nearly resembled a red-brick jail, a woman was standing trial for having murdered her husband in order to live with her lover, another woman, who had just become a wido...
Sandhya remembered those exotic moments with Geetha and spread her legs wider, desperately pushed the bulbous head of dildo in. Burning with deep lust, she wanted something hot and hard in her wet cunt, but her dildo was not warm enough. She rubbed her swollen clitoris harder, but somehow it was not enough. Turning herself on knees, the hand swung and landed...
She was just a student, an exhibitor in a fashion fair at the local art college. 18 years old, Indian, a waif almost a foot shorter than I, with short spiky gelled hair and a ring through one nostril. She cradled my hand as she admired my wedding ring, winking at my bored five-year old daughter, clutching my other hand. She softly brushed her fingers across...
My girlfriend Julie has been away for a week now. It still seems odd to me to talk about her as my 'girlfriend.' I've mentioned before that I have had lesbian experiences before, but this is the first real 'girlfriend' that I have had. I miss her. I missed her the first day she was away, and the second day, but now that it is day 7 I miss her painfully....
I got back from a business trip a little earlier than expected and decided to spend that day, that had come out ouf the blue, with Nina. My wife didn't expect me back for another day. It was like 4 in the afternoon when I got to Nina's place and let myself in with some flowers in my hand. Nina wasn't in. I had expected her to, as she had told me she was stud...
Alexia smeared the bathroom mirror with her hand, giving her just enough clear glass to see her reflection in the opaque mess. With her new small window, she could just barely make out her dark brown hair, blue eyes, and thin facial features through the steam. Taking her comb, she began to slowly brush through her tangled mess of hair. After several minutes...