Yasmin Hussein is the name and I am a Hijab-wearing Muslim woman from Somalia living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got a story to share with you. Before we get started, though, I want to make one thing perfectly clear. What I do with my pussy is my own damn business, and I answer to one on this. A lot of Muslims in Ottawa and beyond lead double lives, havi...
The day was sunny and hot, just right for watching those bikini clad beauties down at the pool. But for me this would be a lonely day stuck in the hotel room with my computer working on the new specifications for the equipment my company had to install. This was a resort town and I was on vacation but my boss phoned me with an emergency, the client needed a...
The wake up I'm having a glorious dream. I am rich and not just slightly rich but filthy rich. I am on a yacht surrounded by gorgeous women with little or no clothes on. They all want me and fight over me. I suggest there is enough of me to go around and for some reason they all line up to suck on my cock. The first in line gets on her knees unzips my fly a...
I have often wondered how it all started, if I go right back to the start maybe I will find some answers. I was going out with a girl called Joan and after some months I moved in with her and her family. They had a big house and lots of space. Her mum and dad were really cool and they seemed to like me. Time passed and we got engaged. Things stayed much t...
They had been working together at CM Advertising for some time now and Mary had had her eye, most of that time, on Roger, as they worked in the same department. Their paths would cross regularly and she would flirt with him constantly day in and day out around the office but she never made any body contact with him. He was a few years younger than her and qu...
Don't you hate it when your phone wakes you up before your alarm even goes off? Well, that's exactly what happened on this Tuesday morning. I got a text through at 6:30, it was still dark outside. The test was from Kate, the online panty seller who's used knickers I had been sent in exchange for some photos of me wearing them. It seemed my payment for the l...
“Baby, do you really have to go to work today? I don’t want you to leave me. Please baby, please stay with me.” Kim whispers in Darnell’s ear. She kneels in behind him. he sits on the edge of the bed getting ready for work. Darnell covers his ear so Kim can’t be naughty as she normally is running her tongue around his earring. “Baby, don’t do this.” Darnell...
They were horny. That's nothing new but when you haven't had sex for a few days and been thinking about it for a while, it's a little distracting. Or a lot. Google "what to do when you're really horny". Only for a minute. Then get back to work. Let off a little steam: Trade sexy "what I'm going to do to you" messages. Try to work. Focus on work. Not horny...
Kirri had just left from her office job for the week. She went to a nearby coffeehouse to pick up her usual tall vanilla iced latte. As she paid for it and picked up to take a sip, a man distracted by his cell phone conversation ran into her, causing her latte to spill on to her white cotton button down blouse. He managed to apologize and offered to wipe up...
Edited by the incomparable "Wires" as was TATTLETALE. To my eternal shame I failed to annotate TATTLETALE to credit Wires for his assistance. I hope he forgives me. His efforts have improved all my stories he has edited and this one is no different. Emily sat at the table crying while she watched her husband and best friend walk from the restaurant quietly...