"Racism against black Muslims, is indeed one of the dirtiest little secrets of Islam," I said to myself as I walked down Hadrian Street, on my way to Marketplace Station in the plush Barrhaven suburb of Ottawa, Ontario. Just another sunny day in the Canadian Capital, and a Hijab-wearing Arab lady just switched sidewalks when she saw me coming. Wonderful. I w...
[i]The story is seen through the eyes of a lady who had suffered years of mental and physical abuse and was now to be sexually re-awakened.[/i] * * * * * With my husband out of my life for good I decided to abstain from men for a while. My painful tormented loveless marriage was over and it was difficult to accept that not all men were wife-beaters. I had...
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...
It was raining outside and as I thought about it, I couldn't really remember when it began. I guess I was distracted... no, come to think of it, I was most definitely distracted. The TV was on, and I noticed the lampshade on the lamp was out of kilter, but that wasn't what captured my attention, the thing that was distracting me was the strange blonde woman...
The memory of that first date with Sally was a night I will cherish the rest of my life. Little did I know, our relationship was about to go to heights I'd never imagined. I had stumbled upon this incredibly confident sexy young vixen who, not only seemed ready to blossom but was also destined to change my sexual persona forever. By telling Sally their stor...
I am married with Vijaya for last 15 years; we thoroughly enjoyed sex with each other during this period. We don't have any extra marital affair, never thought of that. Last one year an idea developed in my mind and that is related to hot fun in married life including another man or a married couple. Definitely being an introvert person, I couldn't explain i...
John was a tall, heavyset man, with American Indian features, deep brown eyes and a smile that lit up a room when he entered it. His wife's name was Kandy, a petite BBW with red hair, emerald-green eyes, and a cute button nose. She had a vivacious attitude toward like, love, and sex. Both of them were retired, and spent their time traveling and spoiling thei...
It was Saturday after noon on a warm day in May Day. I had been home for a week and was setting on the porch enjoying the smell of fresh cut hay from the field next door when Paula stuck her head out the door. "Want a beer Sam?" "Sure that would be nice." She came back out handing me to cold can of Long Star. "Here ya go." I'm going to wash my car." "Tha...
Two weeks passed. I could not get the anger out of my mind. I could not shake a sense of shame, the only remedy for which was masturbation. I was angry with Julian. I was ashamed of what I had done with April. I was more ashamed of the knowledge that, given the chance, I would do it again. I had opted out of my psychology/ philosophy group. There were only...
It was Friday night. The weekend. Most people were excited to have these golden days arrive, but they didn't mean much to me. I had no plans - again. The weather was supposed to be fairly decent and I was thinking it might be a good time to work in the yard to prepare it for the upcoming summer. Sitting there in front of the television, I was staring mindle...