"Nice Persian ladies don't do the things I do, or live fearlessly, I know I break the rules but I don't care," Nazanin "Nana" Fereydoun said, licking her lips as she looked up at her boyfriend Ahmad Gassama. The tall, burly and dark-skinned Gambian Muslim stud smiled at her, and the two of them shared a passionate kiss. Nana grabbed Ahmad's ass, and he jerke...
I spent my first year and a half working in the outfit working as an enforcer in Tony T's loan sharking operation. Then one cold, windy, day in December Tony T called me down to his office and gave me my first big solo assignment. Tony handed me a photograph of a thin, pale, Asian man in his mid-fifties who had an angular face and slick backed black hair th...
Sometimes, I think that people protest too much about the things they claim to hate. A lot of homophobes have been proven to be secretly gay or lesbian. And I think some racists have an attraction to the very race they claim to hate, and I think they hate themselves for it, thus fueling their hatred and self-disgust. I know these things because I've been the...
Janet has been my friend for almost 10 years since we were in college. Even after we were both married we would hand out as couples. Janet was married to her long time boyfriend Jimmy. It was always my feeling that she could have done better than him. He was always nice to her and everything but he was short and fat and Janet is thin with red hair and a grea...
It was another night in the Brickhouse, a small, dark, crowded college town dive, but with cheap drinks were cheap and a friendly and unpretentious crowd. I had a shitload of projects and studying to do, as my senior year of engineering was very intense, but it was Friday night after all, so I felt I had to do something a little social, even if it was only h...
It all happened during a skiing holiday up in the snowfields of Australia. My husband John, and two other couples, who we had known for a number of years, were spending a week up in a chalet at Perisher. The chalet had three bedrooms radiating off a corridor which adjoined the living and dining room. Each room had a queen size bed and we shared a large bathr...
It had been three days since Jenny had last played with herself. Three days of hassles at work, traffic jams and the endless stress laden mess that constituted her busy, busy life. As she slammed shut the front door of her tiny Kensington flat her agenda was simple, a massive vodka and a bath, followed by a self induced orgasm large enough to give her whipl...
I have an obsession. Shall I let you in on it? Well, okay. My therapist always told me that it was best to get things out into the open. This just happens to be one of them. One of many things I've worked out of my system. My proclivity for female flesh was supposed to be one of them, but I've decided to hold onto that obsession, along with this one. And s...
Ten years after we began our joint venture, my brother, Alicia and I, after downing the better part of a bottle of Jack Daniels, reviewed the lot in life we'd dealt ourselves. Michael seemed content enough, modeling for and promoting our project, doing the accounting, driving the motor home and letting Alicia collect his sperm. I was content enough screwing...
"Sure is a quiet night, for a full moon and all." Patrolman Valkov said- half in jest. "It'll pick up. You wait. The full moon always brings out the crazies." Sergeant Raimes, Valkov's supervisor, replied. The full moon showed itself intermittently between jagged sailing clouds, and, when it did, it cast the city in feeble light and deep inky shadows. It h...