My name is Fatoumatta Qasim and I've got kinky sexual fantasies, and from what I read online I'm not the only Muslim woman with such fantasies. I want to make my fantasy come true one of them days. The only snag? I'm a hijab-wearing Saudi housewife living in the City of Nepean, Ontario. I'm five-foot-nine, plump rather than curvy, and I am a lung cancer surv...
It was a little after 1am. Rose, a 19 year old girl with long black hair that laid gently over her 32D size breasts, golden yellow eyes that always seemed to glimmer in the sun and lightly tanned skin, was just finishing up the graveyard shift at the animal shelter. Rose gathered her things from her locker and headed toward the front door. A dark shadow quic...
I need to write. No wants or desires in it. For me, it's truly a need. There's no particular rhythm to my musings, except for the natural rhythm of life events that spark my creativity. Over the last year, my life, perspectives, limits, and understanding has twisted, warped, and evolved to the point that some days I hardly recognize myself. This has drawn me...
You know, I voted for Kinky Friedman, figuring that after the run of governors I've not voted for, we just flat out needed some Kinky in the office. Now I've also heard a few of his songs and read a few of his books, the songs were strange and the books were a bit stranger so once I saw he was running for office, I knew he was the man. Now, now, settle down,...
I had to laugh when I rubbed the gravy boat and the genie came out. It only looked like a magic lamp; I didn't really think it was one. Still, plain as day, there stood a shimmering, slightly-see-through female genie, dressed in the classic Arabian getup. Now, I'm not one to believe in ghosts or fairy tales or supreme beings. But somehow my conviction of d...
Rachel Roberts was at the top of her game. At thirty-two, she had endured - survived - the rigors of the feature circuit, made a pile of money through careful investments, and gotten out with her voluptuous body, sanity, and self-respect intact. Well, she hadn't gotten out completely. She still operated her web site, which would be a lucrative source of inco...
Hi. I spent the day yesterday working on my newest book "One Strong Gale." I think I rushed some of it to get back to this silly story. I'm super into Murry right now. Anyway, there is more to come. Thanks again if you are reading! Cheers. ~M~ From C.M. Moore *Chapter 7* A new home for a cat. Keltrix's room was a sea of silk blankets. As Murry entered b...
"Black Kink, there's an App for that," Stevenson Fils-Aime said aloud, stroking his goateed chin. The big and tall, dark-skinned young Haitian man lay in bed, in the basement of his aunt Mabel's townhouse in the City of Orleans, Ontario. With his aunt visiting old friends in the City of Montreal, Quebec, the brother had the place to himself. What's a brother...
"Wow! You gotta read this, babe! It's hilarious!" Amber called out to her boyfriend, Jason. "Can't, the shootout is about to start," Jason replied as he ran from the kitchen with a cold beer in hand from the refrigerator, back to the couch in Amber's living room. "Stupid hockey," Amber mumbled to herself, and called out to Jason, "Never mind then, sweetie!...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This follows Memories as Fantasies, published in BDSM, however it can be read independently, A few caveats. It involves a double gangbang and group sex, as well as a touch of incest, and some wife swapping. Mostly it's about my own submissive tendencies, and a husband who wants to...