Please call me Farrah Abdullah. Or Little Farrah. Everyone does, whether I like it or not. Story of my life. I was born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, but moved to the city of ottawa, province of ontario, about a decade ago. I am still considered a newcomer to the Confederation of Canada, even though I have been here for a while. I am twenty two...
The next morning Jen woke still messy from the night before. No one was up so she decided to jump in the shower and clean up before anyone else woke up. She grabbed a towel from Justin's closet and went into the bathroom and turned on the water. She looked at herself a moment in the mirror and smiled to herself "You got laid" she thought, "It's about damn ti...
Natash was taking a dirt-covered backroad so she could get home faster. The backroad was never monitored by cops so she knew she'd be safe driving fast. Usually she would be right. But tonight she was wrong. She had the Mustang going about eighty miles an hour and she hummed along with a tune by Fuel. Suddenly her rearview mirror was lit up with red and blu...
My husband thought it would be a fun time so I went. We were in Las Vegas for a week of gambling, drinking and general mayhem. We had left the kids at home with my parents and set out on a trip to try and spice up our lives. We had both been working far too much and our sex life had gone from a robust 3-5 times per week to a lackluster 1-2 times per month wi...
It was the weekend of Halloween, I was home from college and had been down because my girlfriend and I were fighting so my best friend Katie invited me to a Halloween party. Katie and I had always been extremely comfortable together and close and if truth be told I was extremely attracted to her. She had this long dark hair and these perfect legs and lightly...
Jack's drive had fallen just short of the green on the first hole and now he was looking at an easy wedge shot to have a chance at a birdie putt. It would be an incredible way to start the round if he could birdie the hole. He grabbed his club out of his bag and carefully looked over his shot, waiting for Danny to hit his third shot from the sand tra...
The Captain is waiting for her as agreed. He's leaning with his back against a lamp post, on top of the Scarborough cliffs. It's just after ten o'clock, and it's nearly dark. There's a cool breeze blowing softly through his hair, but it's not unpleasant. At first, he doesn't notice her walking towards him. He's staring off into the sea. He's even more excite...
"God, Ally! Grant is going to love your Valentine's Day present this year," twenty year old Kate Smithson said, eyeing her best friend Allison in the Macy's dressing room mirror. Standing at 5'3, Allison's petite frame always caught the attention of men when the pair went out and about. Years of playing soccer on organized teams and daily morning runs helped...
Lisa’s hand felt warm and confident in Andrea’s as Lisa led her to the back of the apartment. Andrea felt weak, partly from the rousing workout she had had, but mostly from the even more rousing recent realization about Lisa. As Lisa led her through her own bedroom and into the master bathroom, Andrea marveled at the person inside herself that burned with mo...
This is my first try to write a story in English. I will keep it quite short therefore and maybe try longer ones later. Please excuse the bad spelling and wording, but it's just not my natural language! Acting persons: Lisa, a young woman in her late twenties, early thirties, with a milky white skin and small but firm breasts. Carlie, a young woman in her...