Author's note: This story is fiction; all characters and situations are fictional and any relationship they may bear to any living or dead person is purely coincidental. This is part 3 of a series which is better understood if Parts 1 and 2 are read first, but that is not essential. The practises and behaviors of people in this story are not meant as exam...
When John got home that evening, his mum asked him what he had been doing all day. He considered telling her that he had been fucking his Auntie Mabel's mouth, cunt and arse. He then decided, that perhaps he had better keep those activities secret. He sat down at the kitchen table, while his mum made him a cup of tea. He told her about mowing the lawns, and...
This story ended up being long and has been split into two parts, 'Two Friends Share Intimacy' Pt. 04' and 'Pt. 05'. This story resumes below. Part 5 We had both showered and got dressed, and where each wearing our prefered mode of attire, sports shorts and a t-shirt. 'Ready?' she asked. 'I'm a bit nervous.' 'Me too, but I'm more hungry than nervous...
Following on from Chapter 2, it's the next day at The Salon. Kayleigh has a "special" client and Donna, regretful over yesterday's event, receives help from an unlikely source. *** As Kayleigh led her client to her treatment room she passed by Donna who was standing white faced at the end of the shop. She smiled at her younger colleague but Donna appeared...
You tell me to meet you at a certain place at a certain time. You are staying at a hotel nearby, but don't tell me where. I don't question you. I meet you at the restaurant. When we're done you pay for us, quickly. You always do. It's something I usually forget, but always take notice of in the moment and deeply appreciate not needing to worry about. If I...
Amanda looked up from her desk. She wore headphones as she typed out the reports for Ms. Kathleen and tended to block almost everything out around her. Mitchell stood at her open door, his mouth moving. She smiled and yanked the headphones off. "Sorry Mitchell, what's up?" "Miss Amanda, I'm just about ready to pick up the new arrivals. Do you have anything...
As Salam Alaikum, people. Shaima Lokuron here. I am a South Sudanese Muslim woman living in the Deep South, working for Walkerton Engineering Incorporated, a prominent civil engineering company headquartered in lovely metropolitan Atlanta, Georgia. I graduated with a civil engineering degree from Georgia Tech and was fortunate enough to find work in my field...
To my baby, my love, my inspiration, my soulmate. Merry Christmas. ---------(_*_)--------- Glen smiled to himself as he watched her work the courtroom. Both the judge and the jury seemed to be under her spell. Judge Harold T. Stone routinely shot down objections raised by the defendants' attorneys, allowing her to continue in her line of questioning. She...
The power of a Dominatrix is not something you should trifle with, that's for damn sure. I'm someone who learned that the hard way, as a cocky young Black man who thought he was invincible and learned some painful lessons to the contrary in the world of BDSM. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Sylvester Joseph Gerald. I was born in the City of...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Farhiyo Abdullahi and I'm a young Somali-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend the University of Ottawa, where I study organic chemistry. I attend a mosque in the west end of Ottawa, and if you saw me, you'd think I were just another tall, attractive young Muslim woman in a Hijab and tradit...