PART I The large truck window reached almost down to his knees. The figure of a hand carved wooden gnome in a red hat lay on the dashboard, a souvenir trinket. The smooth surface was blotched with dirt stains. A cleaning rag next to it had reached the critical point of containing more dirt than it was willing to absorb. A few paper wrappers lay on the passe...
Yvette Seraphim is the name. I'm a big and tall, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People often say I resemble Tennis Champion Serena Williams, only taller and curvier, with more booty. I take that as a compliment. I am also a Transsexual. There, I said it. I am what I am and...
Back whenever I was in college I held many different jobs in order to make ends meet. I did nude modeling for the art department, worked as a waitress and tutored students. The most interesting job is the one that my roommate Jen and I had for a couple of weeks. I was between jobs and looking for some extra cash whenever Jen ran into my room with an ad fro...
I'm Karl and my wife is Ann. We're in our early 40's, married for 18 years and are very happy with every aspect of our life. Our sexual relationship is a very good one, and we try to keep things spiced up to a point. Ann is a very good lover and fulfills my every need. She's 5'6", with 36D breasts, beautiful pussy (nice and tight), and is an excellent cock s...
After we were done she spoke up "I think this is a win win win situation." "What do you mean?" "Well", she said, "Ryan gets some relief, it turns you on that I give him hand-jobs, and me.....I kinda like it too!" "You like what, the enthusiastic sex from me?" "Well, yes I do like that but I was also thinking about the hand-jobs..I mean you're pretty...
A true story "Please Nick, don't put your cock there. I'm not ready for that." Nick: "Come on Anna, open your legs, let me do you the right way. We've waited too long and I know you're ready for it." "No! I told you I'm not doing that. I can't. In four weeks I'm going to be married and on my wedding night I want my husband to be the one who takes my che...
Although Sharon had no sexual desires for Sweetness, she felt great responsibility for the girl. After all, she was blind and even more helpless in this strange country than she was. What would happen to Sweetness if she abandoned her? How could the girl feed or fend for herself? So, she decided that for the purposes of convenience alone, and because it was...
Reading Arianna Huffington's most recent book, "On Becoming Fearless," a book specifically oriented toward helping we women overcome our fears, led me to write a column about fears specific to men. It has also led me to recall the first volume the prolific Huffington ever penned, "The Female Woman." She was Arianna Stassinopoulos then, a Greek expatriate liv...
"Sandy, can I call round for a girly chat?" "Of course, something up?" "Well, sort of, but later?" "When then?" "Say about nine?" "Great, see you then." Sandy's curiosity was spiked as she hung up the phone. Lucy usually only called round for a 'girly chat' when she had problems with Hugh. She was such a prude that the slightest thing of a sexual natu...
It was a cold, rainy day outside. But, as always, the classroom was very warm. "Could I have a male volunteer please?" I stuck my hand up with every other of the fifteen males in the classroom. We always volunteered for one of Miss Winters' demonstrations. She was one of the youngest teachers we had. She was an exquisite, busty brunette with an air of real...