Apparently, as a Saudi Arabian woman, I'm supposed to be soft and sweet, or so I have been told. My name is Amina Alzahrani and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-medical engineering at the University of Ottawa, and hope to become a corporate engineer one of these days. I left the Kingdom of Saudi Ar...
All characters are adults. ***** The first time I collided with Janet Douglas I was in my car parked in a space beside the Come & Go store, with a cup of coffee and a Crispy Cream Donut for supper. Janet strolled over, leaned on the door, and kinda stuck her head and tits in the window. I put down the file I was reading. "Gotta light?" She asked. It was e...
THE LAST MOLL October 11, 1983 If you consider some of the places I may have ended up, the Pinedale convalescent home wasn't so bad, though I guess we're supposed to call it "assisted living." What a crock. My room was small but that meant I didn't have to put up with some pain-in-the-ass roommate. I had a fair sized window with a view of the woods and go...
Request: Ray Submits I Ray Masterson liked to tease the girls in college. A lot. He had a reputation as being quite overbearing, and there were quite a few women there who could not stand him. Ray had gotten away with his antics so often; however, that he wasn't the least bit worried. But one day he went too far. One day a shy chick by the name of Francine...
The battery of her phone further dropped from five per cent to four per cent. She had been home alone all day. Got bored with the TV, got bored with Netflix and eventually turned on her phone, swiping down her Instagram timeline and then jumping from one profile to the other. It entertained her a bit but it still felt like something was missing. She just cou...
The first thing she noticed as she regained her consciousness was the wall clock. 45 minutes. 45 minutes ago she had stepped into this house confident that she will talk to her old neighbor and ask him to give her time to pay off her EX-BF's debts. How had she managed to reach this point? Annette thought dazed as felt the old man slurp at her open cunt and f...
Chapter 03: Sonika is fucked by Shatir's client in his own house. Sonika lay on her back, savoring the erotic moments of her orgy in Ripu's office imagining the pungent smell of Shatir's balls, his eruption and the load of cum which had gone straight down her throat. The weight of Ramya's hand on her shoulder woke her up,' Hey, take this cup...
"Alright, Shazia, sign up some more clients for Mastercards, then we can talk about getting you more hours," said my manager, Rod Carling, as we stood in front of the Super Center. Dude had gone outside for a cigarette break, and I apparently caught him in a bad mood. Actually, that's not accurate. Rod is honestly kind of a dick. A lot of the minority women...
Night fall. While the rest of the survivors slept Malcolm Brand sat outside under a brilliant moon. They had built him a tent shelter as a temporary measure. After succumbing to the Nordic apples that caused his body to unpredictably grow to colossal size they were worried that he might destroy their new Ganthorian starship home should he enter his old qu...
I read in a women's magazine somewhere that life begins at forty. Well, for me, I've decided to let that saying be true. My name is Maimuna Sultan-Alzahrani and I'm a Hijab-wearing, pious yet modern Saudi Arabian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved here three years ago from my hometown of Dammam, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I neve...