I woke early, as both of us usually do when camping: perhaps its a sleep-conscious awareness of the sun's rise, or the rustling sound of the wildlife that start its day foraging for food, or the half-awake chirping of birds that gradually builds in frequency and volume. Whatever it is, I enjoy that dozy barely awake time early mornings out in the West Coast...
Meet Yohannes Yilma, a young Black man of Ethiopian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of Ambo, Ethiopia, he came to the Capital of Canada with his family in the 1990s and has been here ever since. With his parents, Mariam and Adamu Yilma visiting family members in Ethiopia, Yohannes has the house to himself. What's a handsome an...
"Okay," Steve said, "I think I understand. So we agree on something you do once a month, with a couple of days for setting up in between? Then in between its just you and I, unless you have something fun going on you want to do. "Sounds like a good plan," Jessica said. Which is how they came up with the Calendar. October: Steve goes out of town, but leav...
The girl let herself into the entry door at the side of the premises using the key she'd received by courier. As she ascended the silent staircase her ponytail of golden hair swung like a pendulum, and her curvy backside swayed. She wasn't sure what to expect today, the instructions had been minimal. Arrive at the designated address at the specified time. B...
May 22nd, 2012 The double paned glass door swung open as my hand pushed against the chilled glass. As the gap between the door and wall widened, I was bitten by the familiar scent and flood of brisk, chilled air. A scent unique, one of stagnant humid air; dusty aluminum and a faint smell of bleach coated rubber floors. The initial dark outlines became more...
A rusted swing creaking lazily in the evening breeze. Soft trimmed grass. The basketball hoop without a net standing sentinel. The old shaky slide reflecting the glow of the setting sun. All ringed by a rusted metal fence. The setting sun shadows the playground as time shades the memories. I snapped a photo and messaged it to her. I'm not sure of her number...
My wife has always gotten attention with her tight little body. Angela works out a lot. I have never minded that she fools around with the body-builder types she meets at the gym. It spices up our love life. She is a merciless teaser, always taunting me with unfavorable comparisons. "Finally, I found a man with real muscles," she would say. "You got to work...
I married my wife Dee Dee in 1974 right after she turned 18. We had been going together for a while and decided the time was right for us. I was 6 years older than she was and already owned my own home. She had been living at home with her parents and two brothers, and unknown to me, had been playing sex games with her brothers. She lived in a fairly restric...
I knew what I wanted and I knew how to get it. Guy had started my flood of juices with a seductive night of love and sex and as a result, today I couldn't get him off my mind. I wanted to be fucked long and hard by his huge cock. I wanted to lick him and run my lips up and down his thick manhood. I wanted to taste his seed and writhe in satisfaction from his...
It was a cool, violet evening in late September. The glow from the fireplace lit the living room in a feverish crimson glow as the branches from the old oak tree delicately brushed their tips over the front window. I sipped my wine slowly, relishing its tangy flavor. At precisely 9:30 pm, the doorbell chimed. A deliberate smile played across my lips as I r...