What's up, player? My name is Stephen. The Hijab Hunter. That's all I can tell you and as you read this story, you'll come to know why. I live in the Province of Ontario, Canada. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent who led a pretty mundane life...until I became aware of a certain change deep within myself. My parents are staunch Catholics but I am a fir...
This is my first story , I would happy if you give me some feedback .....waiting for your reply. My name is aakash from Mumbai, India. My latest sex experience with my latest girl friend Reema.....My girlfriend's name is Reema. She is a pretty and intelligent female, with a nice ass. I fell in love with her because of her big ass, which shakes a lot when sh...
*I suggest reading the first chapter of the story, before reading Chapter 02. This chapter is a lot better in my opinion. You won't regret reading it. The previous chapter was quite short, so I'll make this one longer. Also, thank you everyone for all the nice and helpful comments! I really appreciate them. Also, please note that this is my first story ever...
My husband and I have this silly little Christmas tradition, which we've observed every year since we married. Each Christmas Eve, Steve goes out for a drink with his mates while I get the girls round for a few cocktails. Then, around midnight, he comes home, dresses up in a ratty old Santa Claus outfit, creeps into the bedroom and, erm, gives me my first pr...
The summer after I graduated from high school proved very interesting and exciting. We had a basketball hoop on the garage in the alley where we spent many an after school and summer day playing ball. There were plenty of people who filed through while we were playing some we knew and some not. One particular afternoon I was shooting baskets by myself when...
"Can we see it?" Sean looked around the room, unsure what to do. He had never been in a situation like this before. Just two months ago, he had been a virgin. Now he stood in the middle of a dorm room, surrounded by four freshman girls asking if they could see his dick. He looked at the four of them. He knew three of them had boyfriends. He thought to hims...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age, are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I would like to thank all of you who helped me to write this, my first story and inspired me to continue. Special thanks go to my wife for her enduring support, Allison for her editing, and to Bill and E.M. f...
It was late and the Doctor was sitting up in bed reading, the cover pulled up to his waist. Or at least he was trying to read but he just couldn't concentrate, reading the same three lines over and over again. Rose was up to something, he was sure of it, but what 'it' was he didn't know. She had come into the console room earlier when he was tinkering with...
Salutations, sluts, bitches and pigs. This is Mistress Yasmina Hussein, a happily divorced Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I've been dabbling in the realm of BDSM for a while and I've gotten quite good at it. What can I say? I like to dominate both men and women, especially people of color. Black on Black BDSM and Kink are suprem...
Marc has been waiting impatient at the little gloomy cafe he agreed to meet with her. Her was the woman behind the nickname in his messenger client that has kept him up at night for over 5 months. They shared everything, and even more in the last months, they started to have a sexual theme in their chats that cause him to have to wash between his legs before...