My apologies for the long delay - like six years! - in posting this next part of the 'Give me the Man' opus, but I'm afraid I've had serious health problems which, for quite some time caused me to reappraise things, and I just haven't been writing. I've decided however that an hour or so of creativity every now and then can only be a Good Thing so I've been...
New Discoveries Mark woke up early as usual, but today seemed a bit off for some reason. He extracted himself out of the bed, leaving Rayven sleeping peacefully, visited the washroom and then made his way to his office. That's when he noticed it was only 5:00... he was up earlier than normal! Once he had his coffee in hand, Cricket said, "I may have foun...
One thing was clear: Aisha, Sister Beth, and Valery were all addicted to Kristanna's cum. They practically lived for it, not much else had been in their minds the past three days, except when to get their next dose. Aisha was very much aware of who to go for when she needed cum. But for Beth and Valery it was just a cock on the wall. None of them questioned...
VIIGreen Grass of HomeTamara2092 After the many months of uncertainty and anxiety since Tamara had began her desperate exodus, it could only be a relief to finally arrive at the Broad Oak Refugee Centre just outside the Ashton Lovelock gated community. She'd have been naive if she'd imagined that her welcome would be especially warm simply because the gover...
If you are looking for the repetitive lines of sex don't read my work. It's been done to death. If you are looking for violence involving a woman you won't find it here. I recognize there are exceptions to every rule but damn few for don't hurt the ladies. This is close to my story, not quite but close... ***** Randy was 21 when he fell for Carol. Carol wa...
The loud bell woke Kristanna up from her heavy and relaxed sleep. After having "fed" last night she woke up smiling and happy. Even being aware she was trapped in this place for the next months wasn't depressing her anymore. She just felt confident, energized and in a better mood than ever before. Everything seemed easy, she could focus and see things more c...
Rose clung to Thayer as he gripped her by the hips, moving her over the length of his cock. She closed her eyes, concentrating on how he filled her so perfectly. She'd gone to him willingly that night, knowing this would be her only chance to experience this ecstasy before she returned to her village. She wanted Thayer to think that if she were accepting h...
I woke early, as both of us usually do when camping: perhaps its a sleep-conscious awareness of the sun's rise, or the rustling sound of the wildlife that start its day foraging for food, or the half-awake chirping of birds that gradually builds in frequency and volume. Whatever it is, I enjoy that dozy barely awake time early mornings out in the West Coast...
Note: this is another letter in a series in which I am collaborating with RedhairedandFriendly. It is a series of love letters that are not included in my novel in progress, but are set in the same background. My side is henceforth called "Epistle To My Lady" and hers is "Epistle To My Captain". 5/1/10 My dear Queen, I write this to you with the taste o...
Abdullah Ali is the name and I'm a young Black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Mississauga, Ontario. I study Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto, and I am a proud member of the Muslim Scholars Association on campus. That's right, there are Somali men attending top institutions of higher education in Canada, and I am proud t...