My name is Ibrahim Al-Mahdi. I am a six-foot-tall, lean and athletic guy with light bronze skin, curly Black hair and dark eyes. I was born in the City of Khitan in Kuwait, one of the wealthiest Arab countries out there. My family has been living in the region of Ontario, Canada, since the 1980s. I consider the City of Ottawa my home. Even though I was raise...
I felt like an outsider when Samantha dragged me along to her club, The Nebula. I knew I would be an alien, unwelcome and obscene in a panorama of unfamiliar things. Even the language would be foreign to me, common English broken and browbeaten into something exotic, full of spice and unimagined texture. Even the music, which I’ve been told is universal, wou...
Vampire politics, I thought to myself with disgust as I looked at my would-be executioner, Cain Tremblay. The tall, red-haired and alabaster-skinned vampire whom I've known for ages lay on the ground, bleeding and spent but not quite dead. Not just yet. We were in Ottawa's Vanier Parkway, right by the water, on a quiet summer night. Looking at me with a fera...
The road stood quiet as Lorna slipped from her car and closed the door, locking it. She glanced across at her house, number 28, noticing that the Russian vine was under control for once and was in full bloom. The Clematis was also showing itself in full glory, the combination of the two, pleasing in the afternoon sunlight. As Lorna neared the front door she...
Callie Brown sat apprehensively in the Consultant's waiting room but she knew she was doing the right thing. She'd put this day off for 3 years but she had finally got the courage to make the appointment. A young, pretty and very busty nurse walked past her, smiling as she did, seemingly staring at her but in a nice way. In fact, it was more an admiring look...
This is a somewhat involved fantasy, one invented and reinvented by me and my wife, toward the extreme of cuckolding - my wife and I have shared, as well as privately role-played many parts of it. Some of it we've used in fantasy realizations with encounter partners. Be forewarned, this is long, complicated, and in three parts. Once again, if cuckolding is n...
It's been over a year since my last story and I wanted to come back with something a bit more hard edged. Reading back, my earlier stories were much stronger than the later ones and while I think my writing as a whole improved, it definitely lost its bite a bit. So here you go, see what you make of this one. I still have my 10,000 word story on the go, but I...
I glance at my watch again, desperate for the hands to move faster. Two more minutes and I'll be on my lunch break. I work in one of the many little industrial units that surround the town, picking and packing samples and branded gifts for drug reps to give to doctors. It's dull, monotonous work, but it pays the bills and it lets me think my thoughts instea...
Susan let herself into the apartment, lost in thought, scanning her email on the little phone in her hand. She set her bag by the door and looked up...and stopped still. The real world came back in a rush as she realized what the noises in the background of the email were. "Yes, please, yes," Christie gasped as the man between her legs made animal noises, s...
Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long! I'm expecting a steady stream of posts this week though. ***** Rhys lost track of how long he had been sitting by her bed. It was long enough for guilt to wash over him and plenty of time for him to feel completely sorry for himself that he wouldn't be able to court her. He wasn't even sure why it bothered him so much...