Additional Notes: This story is dedicated to the curvy, voluptuous women who will always be loved, while I was inspired by a woman in particular, I was also inspired by a song from Isaac Hayes, "The Look of Love", respectively ©1973. However, I dedicate this to the curvaceous, the confident, and the lovely voluptuous women in the world. * Cindy was a carin...
I am in my second marriage with both of us nearing fifty life and love start taking on new dimensions, blossoming out into things, hopes and desires that once would have seemed taboo, forbidden, even sinful. The two of us are very open in discussing sex, fantasies and our desires. However, with my wife in menopause, many nights find me downstairs on the comp...
I sometimes wonder if perhaps Iblis the Djinn was justified in his hatred of mankind when he defied the Will of Allah and refused to bow before Adam. The Creator favors us but we are such a wicked breed, are we truly worthy of His mercy? My name is Bilal Ansari and I am a Muslim brother living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Sometimes the conduct of my fello...
Forgive an old man his fantasies: it may be all he has. The sudden rainstorm caught them on the balcony while they were watching the sunset and they rushed inside. "Only in Florida can you have rain and sunshine at the same time," said Joan. "They call them sun-showers," said her girl friend Carol. Charlie went into the bath and brought out three towels...
Note: I thought about putting this in the Gay Male category, but the characters aren't really gay, just drunken frat boys. I also thought about putting it in Anal, but it's not totally anal. So it's in Group Sex, but I wanted to alert anyone who might have a problem with either of the above two topics. Also, this isn't a quick wank story. It develops, so sti...
Mike hated going to the Emergency Room. There was always a long wait, incompetent ER techs, receptionists asking stupid questions and a disinterested part time ER doctor who didn't want to be there anymore than he did. He'd been sitting in the treatment room for almost half an hour in a stupid paper gown; all he needed was a half a dozen stitches in his left...
They say you can never go home again, and I guess in my case that's all too true. The name is Abdulaziz Hussein and I'm a young man living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Jeddah, in the Western coast of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, to an Ethiopian mother and Saudi father. A year ago, everything in my life was going so we...
It was a warm and sunny Saturday in July so I followed my usual routine. I showered and shaved and after surfing the porn sites, I had some lunch then put on my swimming trunks and sunglasses and headed to the apartment complex pool. Every time I walk through the pool area I am conscious of the looks the girls give me. Or to be more precise: the non-looks....
To live according to one's ruling passions without fear or shame, what greater freedom could there be in all the world? My name is Halima Abdirizak and I'm a young Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Montreal, Quebec. I was born in the environs of metropolitan Brandon, Manitoba, to Somali immigrant parents. My whole life I've felt like I had a foot i...
I'm not a professional scribe, but beginning to understand what writer's block might feel like as I'm trying to figure out where to start. Guess I should begin with my personal story, and go from there. I'm in my early fifties, a for-hire professional in the Defense arena living in the DC area. About twenty-five miles west of DC, to be a little more exact. I...