At around 7:45pm that evening, I am sitting on my bed, drying my hair, and trying to decide what to wear when I meet Rhonda, who with her late husband, were companions when I was married. We ad run into each other at the gym earlier on the day. We were chatting while winding down and had agreed to meet for dinner. Although not close friends, my husband and I...
It was late. It was raining. And dark. And cold. The sound of the folk group wafted down the street from the Flying Horse as I nibbled at something that might once have been a cod before it was cremated and sealed in cardboard flavoured yellow concrete and stuffed in newspaper with slices of raw potato. I opened the pub door as the north eats premier (and...
This is the first part of a new story featuring the characters Jessie and Lizzie which I am writing due to all the good feedback I got for the previous one "A High School Bet", so I would like to thank everybody who has been generous enough to give their comments and support, it means a lot to me. * Lizzie Nichols was on her hands and knees, a six inch coc...
Chapter 3 Laura and Dawn Laura, a very kinky 90 lb dynamo is 5 ft tall, with amazing agility and flexibility. By any standard she is incredible. Her breasts are 34". Her waist is 19" and her ass 33". She shows off by placing her feet behind her head while one of her girlfriends eats her pussy or ass. She is a confirmed lesbian and like her roommate Sheri...
The Confederation of Canada can be a wonderful place but it can also be a funny place. I've heard horror stories from highly educated immigrants hailing from places like southeast Asia, continental Africa and the Middle East whose credentials aren't accepted by Canadian institutions. Canada can be quite xenophobic that way. If you're not White and you're edu...
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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...
bySplitLicker69© Chapter 4 Fantasies finally realized In the following months Patty learned a great great deal about true love. She opened my soul and mind. We talk freely about everything but most often about sex. She admitted a deep desire to have sex with my mom and her lover Clair. I admitted a equally deep desire to have sex with the gay twin secr...
There's a code word to get in: schiavo. Don't forget it. And you turn the foreign word over and over in your head. Schiavo, schiavo, schiavo. And you wonder what it means, and where you've heard it before, and what kind of stupid club still has code words to get in, and how you let yourself get talked into being on the F train at midnight going to some club...
© Sappholust 2019 The sound of the slap of his large hand against my face was one of the worst sounds I'd experienced in my eighteen years. My dad was a drunk. He'd already just about killed my Mom, my older brother had left home only a few weeks ago after my older step-sister Brooke was hurt even worse than I was by this monster of a parent. The night he k...