She sat in front of me in my English Lit class. I wanted her so badly. I didn’t fool myself into thinking that this was anything but pure animal lust. I didn’t love her or want to have long talks with her on quiet beaches. I wanted to fuck her, lick her pussy until she screamed my name and then let her return the favor. My pussy got wet every time I thought...
Let me tell you about the best lover I've ever had. She's kind of chubby and not much to look at, but she knows exactly what it takes to make me come. When I'm not in the mood she leaves me alone, but when I'm hot and ready she goes right to work. We've been having a red-hot affair for years and years and I still love to see the horny little grin on her face...
I entered the Mother’s Superior’s office and quickly stood at attention. She seemed to be exactly what people think of women who hold such positions - a shriveled up asexual woman without any humour whatsoever.. I learned to hate her before I learned to love her. She was that type. However, once I had learned to love her it was truly the greatest love I...
My name is Ceren Armaghan, and I'm a young Turkish woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm an international student at Carleton University right here in the Capital. Whenever I tell people that I come from Turkey, they always assume that I am Muslim. Nothing wrong with being a Muslim, of course, but not everybody in Turkey is Muslim. The...
'Practice is almost over' I told myself. Soon I could go home and take care of this ache. This happens every practice. I would stand quietly off to the side and stare lustfully at my coach. Why did she have to have such perfect legs anyway? And that ass… my mind wandered once more. My cheerleading coach was absolutely gorgeous. She had blonde hair with brigh...
The majestic mosque located in the west end of Ottawa is by far my favorite. It's within walking distance of the nearby bus station. Seriously, a five-minute walk and you're there. One bright and sunny, unseasonably warm Friday morning in late March, I got off the bus and decided to head to prayer before class. I don't have class till one o'clock on Fridays...
Isabella was drinking her coffee as she gazed out the window thinking about how fortunate she was to be financially secure at the age of 42. Her parents were from Italy but Isabella was born in the states. When she finished school Isabella left her parents back east and headed for California. She worked as a waitress until she discovered her calling as an ex...
Gabby was excited to have confessed her feelings to her best friend and that it had led to them making love. Over the next several weeks the girls were wrapped up in their exams. They managed a few afternoon sessions together, in between intense revision and the exams themselves. But they never got the chance to get naked and kiss and play with one another....
I know this story isn't as sexual as the others but it is seemly impossible to have a storyline and characters who are always at it like rabbits! I hope to make the next one more exciting. x ********** I lay flat on my back in the middle of the garden. It had been a good fifteen minutes since she had left me here, half-naked and bleeding. Soon after it ha...
She knew there was a danger with even going there; a danger that she might discover things that she knew but did not want to admit to knowing. Was that even a thing, she wondered? It had been the irrepressible Bernie who had suggested that they should celebrate mid-summer's eve by going to a Club. Pixie had said "yes" before realising that she was talking n...