Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...
So the kids went to bed, and I was having a drink out on the porch. She comes outside wearing a black lace teddy and a black thong. We hastily move to the bedroom and I lie on the bed. She starts off right away with sucking my cock. She gives amazing head, but she gets so turned on that she can't do it for long. She turns her body so that I have easy access...
T. G. I. F! It is FINALLY Friday! I skip out of work without so much as a "goodbye" to my co-workers, all I want to do is get home and fall asleep as quickly as I can. The 15 minute drive to my apartment is entirely too long. I want to be home NOW. I pull into my drive, park my car, all but run upstairs and let myself into my apartment. I strip quicker than...
There are some things in this world which one simply doesn't understand. Like why do some men decide to get Vasectomies. In one's sincere opinion, that's one of the worst things a man can ever allow to be done to himself. Seriously. Rather than allow himself to be neutered just because his nagging wife or girlfriend said so, why doesn't the guy just castra...
Damn, I thought to myself as I admired Mouna Hassan's big round ass as the sexy Black woman began undressing. I stroked my eight inches of thick, uncircumcised Haitian dick as she got ready for me. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Jeremiah Emmanuel Jackson. I was born in the town of Quartier Morin in the island of Haiti and raised in the City...
To live according to one's ruling passions without fear or shame, what greater freedom could there be in all the world? My name is Halima Abdirizak and I'm a young Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Montreal, Quebec. I was born in the environs of metropolitan Brandon, Manitoba, to Somali immigrant parents. My whole life I've felt like I had a foot i...
"Look over there Amy!" squealed Bella, pointing out the taxi window to the pink and orange hues blanketing the western side of Chiang Mai. Amy sat up, still half-asleep, and peered out the window. It really was a beautiful city, she thought, but after a long day of travelling, she was too tired to appreciate it in full. Her travelling companion, on the oth...
The path I've chosen to walk is a difficult one, but I feel that it's the right one for me. My name is Tariq Rahim Alkaabi and I was born on the island of Failaka in the State of Kuwait. November 17, 1988, I came into the world. An undersized little brown bundle of joy, as my grandmother Bashirah would constantly remind me in later years. My father Abdul Alk...
Saturday Evening When they came up the stairs out of the subway station on Stillwell Avenue Walter looked around. "So this is Coney Island," he said. "I've never actually been here before. I've heard about it and read about it all my life, of course. This is fun, something else to cross off my bucket list. I bet I know where we're going for dinner." "There...
It was a warm mid-August evening in the outskirts of Toronto as I arrived at the party on my motorcycle just as it was getting dark. I parked in the driveway, removed my riding clothes and joined the party wearing my gym shorts, T-shirt and trail runners. These are much more comfortable than the bike clothing. I met my host who introduced me to her niece, a...