A lot of people are surprised when they meet me. Zafirah Hasibah Kadir is the name. Born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Presently I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I am an Arab woman through and true, and a practicing Muslim to boot. I am proud of my Saudi Arabian roots and I am proud of my faith as a woman from the Islamic world...
Theresa Brown is the name. I'm the Director of Athletics at Harris College, a historically black school named after the late E. Lynn Harris, a world-famous African-American author. The school opened its doors in 2011. Two years after the death of the legendary Black writer it's named after. And I'm at the helm of its sports department. I run a tight ship and...
__ Warning: A few things in this story might offend some people. Things like male-bashing, intolerance to non-smart people, stereotyping. But considering the perverted sexual things you’re here for, I don’t think it will be too big of an issue. No sex in this chapter. Mount Olympus, 2021, Throne room _“_Athena Darling, can you pass over one-eighth of that wa...
Woman on woman force isn't normally thought about, it's a side-fetish at best, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. This is a collection of stories about exactly that, following a woman that is either a predator of other woman, or a target of one or more woman herself. Type of force don't really matter, the POV character must stay consistent, and may inv...
'Certain people are afraid of freedom because freedom means responsibility,' so say the wise. Lily had always been putty in the hands of her rich parents who did everything possible to cushion her life. They took all the critical decisions for her. Thus at twenty three she emerged from the college with a master's degree in economics. Then the next inevitable...
(Ff, humil, etc.) Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** Harriet felt something touching her sex, while she slept. She opened her eyes to see a familiar looking tuft of blond hair and a very aroused cunt. She could recognize that body anywhere. It was Chloe's. "...
Note to Reader: This is my first attempt at this kind of story style, the piece is a dual narrative, told from the perspective of both main characters. Our first character is Hala Atallah, Syrian-Lebanese-French woman in her late twenties, who resides in Beirut and is a poet, novelists, essayist and filmmaker by trade. Beautiful, petite with curves, fair ski...
Thanks once again for all my lovely reviews. Angel, Eyehawk, Siren, Laura and Jasmine all deserve credit once more for providing support and inspiration. Anna xxxx I picked up the toy, once again marvelling at the realistic feel of it. The slightly loose cover on the shaft, the shape, the fake foreskin that looked so real, other than the fact it was pal...
Kat returns to The Springs with Roberta. Animal finds something lost. The Circle comes full circle. The Dark Ones try again. They brought as many containers as they could carry. They totaled thirty gallons of water from the falls. Ana had them dribble it out in a small steady stream all around the bed and breakfast. "Why are we doing this?" Lynn asked. The...
Awakening in a bed, slightly softer than you remember, there is no doubt in your mind that what you experienced in the night wasn't just a dream. At least part of your wish was granted because where you once had the plain chest of an man you now had a beautiful pair of breasts. Excitedly you grab the tablet next to your bed and search for "Human reprodu...