Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Every time I see a pretty gal walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner. The name is Lucas Abdullah Wallace. I was born in the City of Odessa, Texas, to a Jamaican-American father and Lebanese Christian mother. My parents, Esther Abdullah and Luke Wallace met while at the University of Housto...
MARCH 2010 Comanche smoke signals of dust rise from an uneven dirt road, a half mile away. Beth's bouncing pickup emerges from the cloud, an arrow aimed at Jim Ed's southwest pasture barn. Beth and Jen stagger from the barn, loaded with gear. Jim Ed Andrews, III leans against his white crew cab pickup. He grins at the pony-tailed brunettes, who are irritat...
Seduced in the Sky A glass of Margarita was served to me. "Excuse me!" I said to the bartender. "I don't think I ordered this!" "No, you didn't. She did!" he said while looking at a woman about 10 meters away on my left. She sat alone at another table. She smiled at me. I smiled back and waved my right hand. I lifted up my Margarita and mouthed, "Thank y...
The usual disclaimers. All people are 18. It's a fantasy. etc, etc. This was also inspired by someone I met online several years ago. I'm a little bit of an outsider to this fetish and this is kind of my spin on the fetish. I hope I hit your buttons right. ***** Race had never been a big part of my fantasies. Like most white guys (I think), I've typically...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California Blinding rays of light cast from the sun high above, striking over the gold surface of a van sitting parked outside a fast food restaurant. The sound of flip flops beating up against the...
I almost passed them by, but I've always been a sucker for two girls standing on the side of the road in the rain. I pulled over and asked if they needed a lift. "Yes, please," the bark one said, leaning through my window. I tried to keep my eyes on hers, but they drifted down to her nipples poking through her light blouse. "We've been locked out of our dor...
Marcus Jacobson is a lot of things to many people, a man of mystery, and that's how he likes it. Born in the City of Milton, Massachusetts, to a Jamaican immigrant father, Lucas Jacobson, and an Irish-American mother, Maeve O'Connor-Jacobson, he is definitely the son of two worlds. A graduate of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology with a Computer Scien...
"What do you think?" Pippa asked, smoothing the tight red dress into place. She checked her reflection in the mirror and then turned back towards her fiancée. "Too revealing?" she asked. The blonde knew the answer without asking. The skin-tight dress emphasised her impressive body's hourglass shape, and left as much flesh on show as it covered. It was bo...
"A lot of Arabs are racist toward Africans, even in Canada," the young Middle-Eastern woman sitting across from me said with a sigh, looking at me as I got ready to get off the OC Transpo bus at Baseline Station. I looked at her and shrugged as I exited the bus. Everyone on the bus was looking at me but at this point, I didn't give a damn. Sometimes, a broth...
Amanda examined herself in the mirror. How did she look? She had never been on a real date before – she'd been out with boys on what she thought were dates, but ended up being nothing more than movie outings with boys so young and unsure of themselves that they were too afraid to even make their move. Not that she was ever sure what she would do when that mo...