Quiet as it's kept, swinging does happen in the Black Muslim community. The name is Habeeba Hussein, and I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Mobile, Alabama. That's right, folks, there are Black Muslims in the State of Alabama. Is the sky falling because of it? Absolutely not! I am married to a tall, handsome Muslim brother...
"I like to fuck Muslim men, especially Black Muslim men with my strap-on dildo," said Mistress Choukri, smiling at the camera. In the basement of her townhouse, located in a quiet corner of the Glebe area of Ottawa, Ontario, she felt quite comfortable being interviewed by a certain reporter. Might as well shed some light about what it is I do, Mistress Chouk...
The can of whipped cream hisses. I push the nozzle a little harder, shoving the plastic tip deeper into Natalie's asshole. She whimpers and wiggles her ass, letting those fat cheeks jiggle. She's so fucking full—her butthole, her belly, pumped so so full of whipped cream. Her stomach gurgles, a deep and long sound. "Fuck—Ty—oh my God, Tyler, I'm gonna fart,...
Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like s...
I woke from a rumbling fart and eggy stench from the pillow I had been sleeping on. I looked up and remembered where I was and what had happened. Fabonita had kicked Carol out of our bedroom and made me sniff her gas while she took a nap, and I slept with my head on her bum. Her farts must have put me to sleep as well. It was now dark outside and well into t...
I wake up hearing a phone ring. For a moment, I think it's just a dream but then my phone blares audibly again with the stupid default ringtone I never remember to change. "Hello?" I try to reply as cheery as possible, not knowing who's on the other end. "Hello Mr. Michael, this is Susan calling from Lyft Driver Support, how are you today, sir?" She had a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Cole jolted awake. He recognized the bedroom almost at once. White walls. Dimmed lights. Grey curtains too thin to keep out the bright rays of the afternoon sun. He tried to sit up, then froze once he felt the fluffy handcuffs dig into his wrists. He looked back and found himse...
**This is part three, and day three, to the Inheritance problem story. While you don't have to read it all, I'd say you should just to get an idea of the characters. But its about three sisters stuck in a cabin with no toilet facilities for a whole month, and all three with hardcore filth kinks. Given that rough description of the last two chapters, as you...
(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) * It's been a few months since I lost...
Jacob lives in a two storey rental apartment on Bremming Street. Right beside his house on the left is a smaller but fancy building with just two apartments. In one of those apartments lives a certain girl that he has been lusting after for a very long time. Her name is Nancy. Nancy is an hourglass-shaped ebony girl with a very nasty attitude, which is som...