My name is Leona Luong. A young woman of Vietnamese descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I currently attend Algonquin College, where I'm taking up Police Foundations. In 2012 I will transfer to Carleton University. It's where my fiancé Derrick Jean-Renald is currently studying Criminology. In fact, we met while I was visiting my cousin...
Ian Lorelle was thirty-five years old when he left Shana, his wife of nine years. It was all he could do to keep his sanity. Toward the end, she stopped trying to hide the fact she was cheating on him. She would come home late with wine on her breath and sperm in her hair, or sometimes vice-versa. The laundry hamper even took on the smell of cheap cologne....
"Put it back in...oh god, put it back in...Rob, put it back in me...just for a bit." That's what she recalled from our morning rendezvous...Robin always loved waking-up with a good fucking. She poured herself another cup and leaned over the island, wearing cum-stained panties and an old flannel shirt, she found in my closet. On weekends, she usually had err...
So I'm a bro. Some of you mY be wondering what that means. Well it means I'm an alpha male. I'm very confident and frankly good looking. I'm 6'1" with dark hair and hazel eyes. I'm tan with a very athletic physique and I was blessed genetically with a large penis. How large, some readers may ask? I'm about 9 inches long and three large fingers wide. This is...
I had been married to Jessica for seven years now. I know I overachieved when I married her; she was vivacious, sultry and gorgeous, and I was quiet, short and chubby. I had always worried that she would cheat on me. I could see the way other men looked at her, and when my paranoia was at its worst, I felt a sickening feeling of anxiety all the time. However...
I've shaved my head, groomed and oiled my beard. I'm clean, showered and smell amazing, things i know she finds important. I've picked up cues in our conversation and gone with patchouli and earthy tones. Most importantly, tonight she is mine. I know what she is wearing, because its what i've told her to, it isn't obvious to anyone else but this alone is eno...
Greetings, kind folks. How are you doing today? My name is Sylvester Fordman. I'm a student at Boston Metropolitan Institute of Technology, one of the best private colleges in the nation. College life is fun these days. Well, if you're lucky enough to have found the right college or university. For me, the right college has to have an even number of men and...
I lay there just listening for a while, to a room still on fire. I hear the beautiful sound of a woman climaxing. The party carries on but I need a time out. Someone pulls my blindfold off of my eyes. I open and find Kurt over me. I grab hold of his neck and he carries me on to an empty section of couch. He lays me on my side and lies down behind me. While s...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
Kate was working her night shift when around 3 AM a patient was brought in. A tall dark haired man with a slim lean body who was heavily intoxicated. The blood tests showed he had high amounts of marijuana and alcohol in his system. He was put under her care until he sobered up. The man seemed half conscious and was laying in the bed motionless. Kate could...