"That's a really big ass Amina," says my boyfriend Tariq Adewale as he caressed my thick Lebanese Christian ass, an entranced expression on his dark, handsome face. I smiled with contentment and backed that thing up, as they used to say. Tariq kissed my booty, and then my favorite Nigerian Muslim stud went to work on me. Spreading my thick ass cheeks wide op...
Jed had to admit that business was booming, although he found that women were inventing problems just to get him out and he always worried that they would only want the actual problem fixed and he would miss out on some great sex. His phone rang and he jumped to answer it, It was Mary Beth Roberts, "Hi Jed, am I disturbing you?" and he matched her voice to t...
My parents divorced when I was 6. I was brought up by my dad, and I did not make it easy for him. I was the classic product of a broken home, as we used to say. I became a chronic bed wetter, meaning my dad had to wash all the sheets and bedclothes most days - and this was before many people had washing machines. He took them to a launderette. Why he didn'...
"Alright, I've had enough of this shit," Yassin said, shaking his head as he walked out of the third-year law class. Deep inside the Southam Hall building at Carleton University, Professor Niklaus Kovacevic droned on and on about the responsibilities of state and citizen within the context of Canadian law. As usual, he fawned over his favorite student, Liam...
When our son went to Brazil as a foreign exchange student, Juan came to live with us. Juan was a few years older than our son, and he was very different. He was shy and didn't have an easy time adapting to our culture and the free spirit of the girls. When we ate dinner in the evening, Juan would often ask us questions and we tried to answer them as best we...
————— This text was inspired (with her permission) by the work of u/soft-n-slow of Reddit's r/gonewild. ————— Part 2 A few days before. Emilia woke up yet again more than an hour before she needed to. She stared up at the ceiling of her small one-bedroom apartment, the gray morning light peeking in through the Venetian blinds. It didn't look like going...
Jackie is a smalltown Montana girl that loved the outdoors. She wasn't into all that girlie stuff, but she wasn't a tomboy either. She was 5'7" with light-brown hair and green eyes. She had a fit body with not so large 34B breasts. With a light tan to top it all off. Suni is a girl born and raised in Hollywood. She was Daddy's girl and always the popula...
Chapter 03: Wendy comes to Dinner The next Tuesday, Lois planned a Chinese banquet. Mu Shu Pork, Kung Pow shrimp, and Mongolian beef with fried rice. The amazing part was that Lois and I would even make the thin pancakes for Mu Shu pork. Lois has said earlier in the week that Wendy was coming to dinner, along with Emma's regular appearance when her husband...
A note from me: Some of you may have read my 6 part series which details my relationship with my husband and his friends. While that series focuses on true events from my life, I had such a fun time writing about it that I wish to continue writing more short stories, but this time with elements of both truth and fiction. I will use myself as the central cha...
Let me, Qamar, first tell you how I met this particular woman I am gonna talk about in this story and how I met her. She had responded to my article asking for stories and I went to her home to meet her. As I went in and knocked the door, she opened. I asked, "Miss Rasheeda?" "Yes" "I am Qamaar, the story writer. Eh, you know what stories. So, I am here...