My names is Isabelle, i am a French Canadian. I am a white blond girl of 24 years old. I Discovered I was lesbian at age 18 and I stopped meeting and dating man. I was girly and always took care of myself. In bed, my lover told me, I was more a giver and I never really pay attention to it because for me sex was sex. I met my girlfriend Carmen at age 23 she w...
Note to the reader: Game mode is really required for this story. I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH. There are whole blocks of dialogue in some scenes that just won't appear if you don't have the scoring active. The flowchart is going to be as complicated as i can manage, and the hidden variables will determine what paths and scenes will be available to you, based...
For those of you who ever wonder about what really goes on inside a Mosque, I got some enticing news for you. My name is Ahmed Hassan, and I'm a young man of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Orleans, Province of Ontario. I am openly bisexual, and the Imam of my Mosque is okay with it because he embraces a radical new form of Islam. Relax, folks. I...
-I think there’s someone at the door. Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous cur...
Little Author's Note Start game now to get the full experience, almost every choice has a repercussion of some sort so i would appreciate it if you could play the story as it was intended to be read. It's a really long story and it takes it's time to fully develop the main characters so be patient and brace yourself for an extensive romantic journey, the fir...
Sometimes life can be unfair, a man can be a perfectly fine relationship, a perfectly loving relationship or a relationship off to a great start, but then some other girl comes along and uses there body and he's helpless. Just the woman’s loyal lover, or toy, or glorified ATM, whether it’s out of genuine caring on the girl’s part, absolute malice, or just be...
You're a boy from a family of reputable wizards. Everyone expects a lot from you, but you can keep up, have passed in the Crimson Grimoire Academy with the best grades, and joined the academy as a prodigy. In addition, your family is said to have a strong heritage of magical blood, but little is known about it. On top of that, a prophecy says that you will h...
Mistress Sophie and mistress Becky were looking at my dick with fascination and lust. "Your Ex-boyfriend has a nice dick," Sophie said. Becky smiled at her. "He sure does," she replied. She grabbed my balls in her hand and lightly squeezed them for a few seconds then she let go of them. "I love squeezing his nuts," she said. "So do I Sophie replied but let...
It was just us together at the strike of 7 in the evening, sitting on the grass out by the lake in the park watching the moon sneak over in front of the setting sun. Something about her is different, I just can't seem to put my finger on it. While Jane and I were tracing the blood red sky with lit sparklers in hand, I glanced over and felt this shiver run up...
"Sometimes, I get tired of playing the Bull," Caleb Tully said in that deep, sonorous voice of his as he sat in the office of Dr. Alexandra Moreau in downtown Toronto, Ontario. Pacing back and forth as is his custom in times of excitement or distress, Caleb finally paused, and fixed his almond-shaped brown eyes on the psychiatrist who sat behind the desk, he...