A lot of people, especially men, think marriage is the end of everything. That old ball and chain, and all that jazz. What if I told you it doesn't have to be like this at all? My name is Ayaan Mubarak-Rutherford, and I'm a happily married Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. By day, I'm just a mid-level manager at the corporate offices of th...
Weeks In It had been two weeks since I had started working at Wonder Inc. for Mr. Wonder, and already I had had more excitement than my entire last year at university. I came into the hangar as usual 9am sharp and had gone about preparing our only jet for today's flight. Mr. Wonder operated Wonderlines a subsidiary of Wonder Inc. which catered to high-profi...
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, fingering the square buttons on the base of the boxy brown phone. His plane had been on time and the afternoon traffic had been surprisingly relaxed. His briefcase was properly packed with his laptop, charger, business cards and laser pointer—that's really all he'd need to pull off his presentation in two days. He had p...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I am always loo...
Well, that did it, I finally swallowed my first load of shemale cum, and I haven't been able to get it out of my mind since. It was three years or so that I'd been wanting to have a shemale cum in my mouth, and it was everything I'd dreamed and more, but now what? I'm at work thinking about it, reminiscing about her sweet, hard cock sliding in and out of m...
I tried to be the most vivid and creative I could be in this story. Please give me a comment, give it a rate, and enjoy this smutty, milky, dreamy love affair. ***** Another long day comes to a conclusion as I vacate the office in a hurry with the clock striking 5. I hop up in my truck and drive home for the 45 minute trip back into the suburbs bordering...
He can be as hard as you need. All characters are adults. ***** I knocked on Opal's motel room door, no response, knocked on it again, then a third time. Nothing. I phoned the room and got the same results. The desk clerk told me she left. I wasn't surprised. "Que sera sera," was my attitude about most things. I drove across town to my place. The Airstre...
The headlights came up behind me fast and close. Afraid I was going to be rear ended, I pulled over and let him pass. The green Border Patrol van sped past me. "Asshole!" I thought. "He didn't have to do that." Ahead almost out of sight, the van pulled over, U-turned and came rushing back toward me. This time I pulled over and stopped. "What the hell is go...
I've never been the kind of guy to ever picture myself at a Comic-Con convention, but this year was different, since I had gotten wind that the two hottest chicks in Lucha Underground, Melissa Santos and Catrina, were going to be appearing at the one near me. Admittedly, I had never considered myself a fan of the promotion before knowing about their appeara...
Martina Longoria Balli didn't have time to wait for her clothes to dry. She was a pig along with her roommates, all boys. Waited to the last minute to wash clothes after hamper-diving. She had bathed and then, having the house to herself, went right back to the game buck naked. Living with three male roommates had been a wild and stupid idea, she told hers...