I simply love Black women. I think Black women are amazing. There, I said it. My name is Anne-Marie O'Neill. A young white woman of Irish descent with short dark brown hair and pale green eyes originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Way down in the United States of America. At five-foot-ten, with short hair, tattoos and a cigarette always at hand,...
My name is Elisabeth Madsen. A five-foot-ten, slim and pretty, short-haired and green-eyed Australian woman of English descent living in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. As of today, I am forty two years old. These days I teach business administration at the University of Toronto, where I met my significant other Joanne Gustav. A six-foot-tall, allu...
One life to live, ladies and gentlemen. That's basically all we've got. My name is Sagal Jawari and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I study criminal justice at the University of Toronto, and these days, life is too hectic for words. It's not easy being a brown-skinned female and a Muslim in Canada. Eve...
Thrash Maxim staggered out of the building, trying to clutch at his heart. His arms, perpetually kept six inches from his body by his bulky lateral muscles, hobbled by his chunky biceps and popeye forearms, couldn't bend quite enough to reach his chest, and so he flailed like a youthful author reaching for a metaphorical butterfly. "I'm having a gawdamn hea...
Laura and I got married shortly after she graduated and we decided to make our home in Raleigh. The first few years of marriage was great but we knew we both enjoyed a little variety in our lovemaking and we tried experimenting with threesomes and swapping with other couples that we met in clubs. But it was difficult as neither of us was rather bold when it...
Nick's boss, Jo, was beautiful and sexy; a long legged lesbian with short, red hair. He had had many fantasies about seeing her naked and in action with one of her lovers. With the things going on sexually with his wife, Nick had begun to fantasize about Di and Jo. What with the activity between Di and Bobbie, Nick began to see the possibility that he might...
Dear readers, This is a continuation of my story 'Miss Johnstone's Lesbian Sissy Slut' and I sincerely recommend reading that story first as it provides background for this one. Enjoy and please take time to give me some feedback! Theo 3. Intermission: Further training Following the loss of my sissy virginity just after I had turned eighteen years old,...
I honestly didn't know butch women bodybuilders like getting dominated and fisted, I said with a condescending smile as I shoved my fist deeper inside Yasmeen "Yaz" Wahid's tight pussy. The short-haired, muscular Lebanese Muslim dyke groaned softly and I playfully smacked her face. Yasmeen's eyes flashed with anger but there was absolutely nothing she could...
This is a fictional story. It is written from Eloise's viewpoint in first person. ***** 1. Hello all!! This is Eloise Schmidt. I haven't always been Eloise. I was named Brian at my birth. But by age 4, I found I liked to play with my Barbie dolls and wear Wonder Women underwear. I had an older sister (Emma) who loved to have me join her at tea parties...
Going out to lunch with an ex has historically been a very surreal experience. Do you shake hands or hug? God forbid you both do the opposite of the other and conduct a weird desynchronized dance of handshake half hug. Callie and I ended on good enough of terms, so we hug and sit across from each other, some slight awkwardness due to her half leaning in for...