She hated walking around her apartment at night without something on; a T-shirt, panties, shorts, sweats, anything. Whether it was modesty (although she looked pretty darn fine - well okay), or merely paranoia (the proverbial ax-murderer wasn't getting any cheap thrills when he busted in), she didn't know. Besides, she knew full well that her neighbor across...
"Hello Mistress Wendy," Samuel said, smiling at the tall, slender, forty-something blonde female cashier as they stood at the back of the Walmart in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. They were near the Garden Center, which was deserted around this time. Wendy smiled coyly and took one last drag of her cigarette as she admired the big and tall, handsome young blac...
Banging a sexy, big-booty Black woman in the ass. It's a pleasure I hadn't experienced up until recently. You see, I've been so busy fucking guys that I didn't realize women like anal sex too. My name is Bernard Lamont. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. And I'm openly bisexual. Right now, I'm banging the hell...
This is an evolving story of Sara's sensual investigation. Please review the first phase of the first story . . . ***** Rising early I found a yoga show on a different network. This had a faster pace and even more focused core workout. I hadn't run outside since I'd started this change. Today was a perfect day to get out; the skies were clear and the tempe...
We settled into a routine of having sex with Cathy more or less once per week, which wasn't too far from the frequency Nancy and I had, before we decided to get pregnant. We sympathized with Cathy as she started experiencing the early symptoms of pregnancy, since she related that Teclewtans did not experience anything similar to morning sickness. An appoint...
"What's good, people, I'm Mr. BWC, and I got one hell of a story for you," says I, and I know I've got your immediate attention, ladies and gentlemen. I'm an average-looking guy, Caucasian, in my twenties, with brown hair and blue eyes. I live in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Government name is Brian Wilcox-Crawford, and it's quite ironic because my initials...
November 3 My hole is sore. But it's a good kind of sore. It feels s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d. More on the reason for this in a minute. Sex-wise I had a good day yesterday—one of the best ever. I invited three guys over to my house and two showed. (The third emailed me later saying he'd fallen asleep. "Are you available tomorrow?" "NO!") For fickle Craigslist, espe...
This story takes place in the late 1980s. At least half of it is true. The rest...work it out for yourselves! "Bloody hell," Rick thought as he pulled into the college parking lot. "Two years...and each day Abby and I grow further and further apart! I know she and Trish are more than 'friends,' no matter how they deny it! This is getting ridiculous. Now Abb...
PART TWO - CAMBRIDGE - 4 - "Velazquez was a very smart painter and his paintings are full of complex symbolism that critics still argue about today," Professor Cavendish explained, "In particular, there are quite a few aspects of the Rokeby Venus that scholars struggle to interpret. As you know, the mirror is the symbol of Venus and she is often painted wi...
It's cold and wet out, a dreary Fall day, he thinks as he sits at the train stop. There's a batch of new Jews coming in, and it is his job to lay out the rules for those coming in. He shifts back and forth on the balls of his feet, rocking heel to toe, silently fuming about the late train. It begins to drizzle and still he waits, his blood is boiling in impa...