Now that I'm close to retiring, I have lots of time on my hands. My name is Sharon Van Hoevell and I'm a librarian living in the City of Johannesburg, South Africa. The crown jewel of R.S.A. I was born on November 9, 1957 and have lived in the region of Gauteng for most of my life. I have lived through some of the most interesting times in the history of the...
With the wife out for a couple of hours more and the house quiet, it became the opportunity to open a bottle of bock beer and enjoy a smoke while surfing a few favorite sites. The evening developed in promising fashion, letting my cock lead the way after finishing half of the cold pint. Which led to getting more excited by the increasingly interesting gay st...
You are an average, every day normal college freshman. You are currently indulging in the collegiate pastime of messing around on your phone to check social media or browse the internet to distract yourself from the confusing cocktail of hormones, secret crushes, budding and developing sexual urges and kinks, and the baggage that comes with being a young adu...
Twenty-three females and a male braved the wind and rain on the wind-swept desolate west coast of Barren Island to hear the public lecture by visiting sex therapist, Dr Camille Hunter. A celebrated feminist, lesbian and mother of four, the charismatic 43-year-old draws huge crowds wherever she speaks on the international lecture circuit – but the small town...
Master Tony picked up the pruning shears and playfully snipped them a half-inch in front of my nose, turned to my wrists and cut the pink and green plastic ties. It had been a difficult two-hour modeling session, bent over with my wrists bound to a ballet bar and my shorts pulled down below my knees. Aika snapped endless shots from different angles, whil...
I'm in the back bedroom of a luxury condo, watching two men fuck while a gay porn video plays on the TV beside the bed. Henry, the smaller man on the bed, is lying on his back with his legs folded against his chest, lifting his butt. Charles, Henry's partner, is kneeling between Henry's open legs, sliding his stiff cock up Henry's ass. "Wow!" Sammy whisper...
Author's note: Though this isn't a continuation of "The Masturbation Club" series I did quite some time ago, it does include the same characters as first introduced in that series. I hope you still enjoy this stand-alone story. # David and Nancy had been looking forward to the annual workshop for months now. Once a year the official membership of 'The Mas...
Chapter 5 - Heather takes morning refreshment It was time to visit Mark's garden again and do the gardening jobs he had agreed to undertake. Gary was a little nervous. Heather unnerved him a little. What if Mark was there with Heather? Mark was out but Heather was in, once more in her white dress. Gary wondered if she had panties on this time. He was none...
Nadia Abdirashid, born in the City of Detroit, Michigan, to a Somali Muslim immigrant father and a white American mother, certainly seemed destined for greatness from the get go. Her family history was certainly unique, to say the least. Nadia's father Ali Abdirashid moved to Michigan from the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, as a young man, studied Criminal Just...
"Excuse me please, ma'am, are you Ethiopian?" I asked the tall, slender yet curvy, raven-haired and brown-skinned young woman standing behind the counter at the little shop located inside Lincoln Gardens Station in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario. I knew the answer, of course, since Ethiopians and Eritreans have a distinct look, but I really wanted to make c...