-4- "Momma, it's my life that we're talking about, not yours," Bonnie said into her cell phone; well, more like shouted, than said. Sami was trying not to hear the conversation as she packed her bag for the upcoming road trip with the team, but in the confines of the small dorm room, that wasn't a possibility. "Look, if Roy and I are okay with breaking of...
The first thing Lauren saw when she walked in was Jessica dancing on the floor with her friends. It was obvious the guys around them were trying to make a move. But the group of girls weren't allowing it. Lauren remembered Jessica's comment earlier about getting laid and smiled. Lauren knew Jessica was too shy to go home with someone for the night. Lauren he...
Howdy, folks. Mr. Samuel Xavier here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black man living in Canada, one of the worst places on the Continent of North America. I'm talking about Ottawa, Ontario, of course. I've got some truly tawdry tales to share with you today. People are such strange creatures. You can never simply look at one and say for sure what he or she...
"Do you need help, darling?" Mia looked up at a beautiful woman who had introduced herself as Emma. Mia was running away from a bad situation at home and found herself stuck at a gas station with no money and no food. Thankfully, Emma had kindly approached her in the gas station and offered to pay for a meal. Now they were sitting at a booth making small ta...
My fantasy, continued... If you didn't read about my fantasy, may I ask you to read part one, first? Thank-you! Blue gave the lab that created me these specifications: - That I would want to satisfy her every sexual desire anytime she wanted me. - That I would not only love doing so, but would cum MANY times while fucking her...early, often and a LOT. -...
This is the 1st part of a story about a Muslim woman's reluctance to accept lesbian temptation. The story starts slow, with no sex content until Part 2. ********** Does promiscuity increase fertility? Or does love? Perhaps it seems obvious? Does boredom in monogamy, or lack of adventure actually inhibit pregnancy? I consider myself a Scientist, and a Doct...
I was so happy when I landed my new job. It was a bit more money and a really nice office filled with quiet cubicles. Although the workplace was nice as far as the furnishings and such, it turned out to be a little strange once I settled in to my work. Although we had a couple dozen people - all like me, cube-dwellers in the mid-twenties age group - no one...
My name is Donna Wilson. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the Meadowlands area of Ottawa in Ontario, Canada. I'm a student at Algonquin College, majoring in the field of Nursing. At least that's my day job. What I do at night is altogether different. I'm a BDSM fanatic. And I have a vested interest in Race Play, one of...
From as early as fourth grade it was obvious that sports and I did not get along. I was either too slow or not coordinated enough. Team after team would either cut me, or only allow me to play the minimum amount of time that was required. When teams were picked in gym class, I was almost always chosen last. My uncle observed my frustration, and took it upon...
It was 2006 when I first met Arlene at a Christmas party at a mutual friend's house in Seattle's Queen Anne neighborhood. Across a crowded room, with Leonard Cohen's "First We Take Manhattan" playing discreetly in the background, I spotted her leaning against the fireplace, lips curled in a half-smile, tall and full-bodied in her late 40's. She had shoulder...