I didn't know why but after my best friend Mark got in a relationship with a beautiful black woman I completely was obsessed by them. They were pretty rare where I come from and I never had an attraction for them plus I never was a lesbian. My name? It was Claudia, I was a 24 years old white blond girl who always had that Disney princess face. It was easy fo...
It was a tortured morning that I spent in office. I could not get any useful work done as my mind played out so many scenarios between Aj and my wife. Come 12.30, i headed out of office almost reluctant to go and face my dear wife. How would i react to her, after seeing this morning's happenings? I must have been so engrossed with my thoughts that i hardly n...
One hot and humid Saturday morning, my husband and I went to HD (I would rather not name the home improvement store just in case they incorporate some kind of search engine that picks up their name in any uploads.) to look at fixtures, cabinets etc. The night before, we had gone out with two other couples for dinner and played miniature golf. I have never b...
"Stop making a fuss, Sylvain, and give me that butt," Mirai Kitagawa said, laughing merrily, as she playfully slapped her boyfriend's ass. For ages they'd discussed this. Pegging. The ultimate act of role reversal. The sexual penetration of a man by a woman. An essential part of "Femdom" according to the web. The moment of absolute truth was finally upon the...
Meet Zainab Osman, a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Zainab was born in the Canadian Capital to an immigrant family originally from the Puntland region of Somalia. Like many in her community, Zainab is a hard worker who's striving to move forward. She graduated from Carleton University with a criminal psychology degree in 201...
"Manal, you're way too controlling," whispered my sub, Omar Jibril, as I raised his legs in the air, angled for the perfect position and gleefully pushed my strap-on dildo into his tight, cute ass. Once I penetrated him, Omar the macho Somali brother began singing a different tune, and I absolutely loved it. Omar looked at me and I saw a mixture of lust, ad...
Sensitivity Training Part 8: Back to the Island (While this can be read as a stand- alone story, it is probably best to start at the beginning of the series. For those of you looking for Beercan, he will pop up in the middle of the story.) ***** A HISTORY AND DESCRIPTION OF THE ISLAND The Island itself is a very expensive proposition, but it was really...
***Chapter 01 - The Beginning Like so many of our beginnings, mine started to what some would call a normal life. I grew up in on the west coast and would consider my family upper class. Both my parents had successful careers and my brother and I had a lot of great experiences growing up (private sports clubs, investment in the arts, etc.). During my chil...
This story leads into a femdom type scenario. If that is not your thing perhaps you should stop reading now. I have a direction in mind but am happy to be guided by reader suggestion. Please feel free to make these in the comments section. Otherwise, Happy reading - D Marie wondered up the path. She was neither hurried or delayed. This was work time...
Do you remember that day? I think you do. You should remember it exceptionally well. In fact, it was a winter day in July. You had been over at my house just as a friend but when we woke up in the morning, we realised how cold it had got overnight. Whenever we had a rainy day, followed by freezing cold, we ended up with black ice. Black ice is transparent an...