What's up, people? I'm Maher Ismail, and I'm a black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. I studied Criminal Justice at Bridgewater State University but never really worked in that field. I once thought about becoming a police officer or a corrections officer but didn't like the way the American criminal justice s...
All I can tell you is if your going to Montreal and your sick like me you'll love it. You can find things in that city that will rock your world. And your dick. I have a thing for she males The first one was in the USA, in LA and I got to suck her for about 10 minutes. It felt like it was an hour. But I'm not here to talk about her, or him. About three time...
I knew when I moved in to my new unit that there was a chance of something like this happening. It was more than just a feeling. When the unit block was first built, it no doubt provided stunning views across Sydney Harbour. Now however it was well and truly built in – surrounded by other newer unit blocks on seemingly all sides. I looked upon other unit blo...
Fair warning that the following text contains rough sex, cuckolding, male-on-male and female-on-female scenarios. If that's not your particular brand of vodka, please feel free to move on to another story. Constructive feedback and your thoughts are most welcome. Please leave a comment or send me a message. ***** Jack awoke early to Cindy's hand massaging...
I squirm in my chair, rubbing my legs together as the wet, warm place between my legs throbs. I am in a Dungeons and Dragons sessions at the end of the table, the dungeon master sitting opposite explaining the layout of the cave to the three other players at the table. The Paladin, the Rogue and the Wizard. I am an elven druid, and the only girl at the table...
Waves of heat rippled on the road ahead. Nothing but miles and miles of flat land before me, I knew it would be dull out here in the plains, but this was beyond the pale. And me trying to get across the country in a week. Well at least The Rockies were behind me now. All the crap in the trailer and in back of the pickup made for careful driving. 65 was it,...
She stood outside the slate gray building, silhouetted against the early morning sunrise. Glancing at the engraved business card in her purse, she paused before ringing the buzzer on the wall. The heavy door swung open and she stepped under the arch, casting one last look behind her at the world outside. A long corridor, floored with marble and subtly lit,...
At the suggestion from a particular friend, I am already feeling my heart pounding in anticipation. Being asked, well more like dared, to do this, is fulfilling a fantasy I have had ever since I began reading the exhibitionist/voyeur stories on the Literotica website. Standing in front of the window, peering through the thin lace drapes, I can see the passe...
Chapter 4: The Auction Mira sat bound to her armchair in the dining chamber, watching Tiran guards lead Earth women away. Her nerve-endings buzzed. Today, after bathing her, Silerna had rubbed bandy oil over every inch of Mira's body, leaving her shiny and smooth, with the arousing scent of the oil rising, heated, from her skin. The guard had given Mira two...
The primitive hut was a long ways from their technology integrated Orbital tower apartment back on Earth. It lacked all modern conveniences and served only to provide it occupants with the most rudimentary of shelter from the elements. The same went for the food which was strewn on bark plates around the fire pit - a simple collection of meat, fruits, nuts,...