My love-making with Bing continued apace over the next few months. Ever since I had made it clear what kind of sex was required (See, A Bun in the Oven) she had been very obliging. Twice a week I would walk from the station to her flat and knock quietly on the door of number 2A. She would open it, a cute smile on her face and a determination to have a baby i...
"Masuma Assad Khalid, you are certainly a controversial young woman," Ali Crawford said, smiling at the Hijab-wearing young South Asian Muslim woman sitting opposite him. The two of them sat inside the Bridgehead Café located in downtown Ottawa, within walking distance of various businesses and government buildings, including Parliament Hill. At this hour, t...
"AND STAY IN THERE!!" The large brute shouted at me before throwing me a hard concrete ground. I felt like a ragdoll that just been thrown into a toy chest. Ugh! My elbows hit the ground first, sliding a bit, I sound my self on all fours. Regaining what dignity I had left...or was about to lose. "Nice ass, I bet it will make some horny dyke happy once we s...
THIS IS A FANTASY...IT IS FICTION...IT IS NOT TRUE *** I was sitting in my living room, in my newly paid for beach house in Malibu. I'm a transplanted New Yorker getting used to life out in the LA area. I had a successful electronics business, that allowed me to also work in the entertainment biz. We would install any computer or electronic type equipment...
Note- This tall tale is purely fictional and does not portray actual events. Inspired by one of my favourite adult movie stars, sadly now retired. xxx Ashlynn had been kept waiting for a good hour and the attractive blonde was in a foul mood. The former porn star, now turned real estate agent, had arrived at the tenement building on SW 158th Street in Okl...
My name is Sandra or Sandy, I like Sandy. I've been tethered to Raymond since he picked up my cigarette card in my house where I died, he put it in his pocket. He was just a skinny boy then with a big mop of brown hair and inquisitive eyes. When he and his friend left my house, I found myself in Raymond's bedroom watching him going through his pockets looki...
Serendipity. That's how it all started. A random low probability confluence of events that forever changed my marriage and my life. Shama and I were on a vacation at a couples-only all-inclusive resort in Jamaica. Our son Abhi had reached four years of age, and was independent enough to be left alone with our friends back in Atlanta for a few days. Since Sh...
A week later after our high school reunion Rhonda and I decided to spend the whole weekend all to ourselves. Ever since that night in the school cafeteria we've grown closer, getting to know more about each other than ever before. Hard to believe she was that same girl who played volleyball like a pro with a tomboyish attitude to go with it. After leaving he...
My life was slowly getting better again. After a failed marriage, when I found out my wife had cheated on me I divorced her, but somehow, she still got alimony even though we had no kids. I was so depressed, and she made it worse by inviting me to the wedding of her and her lover and asking me to bring a gift, preferable money. My name is David but Brenda,...
"Ismail, come on, man, you think I look like a dyke, right?" Riley Tremblay said, and she stood there, hands on her hips, staring down a certain burly Ghanaian. Six feet tall, with short, spiky dark hair, a curvy build, and tattoos everywhere except her face, the Ottawa-born, butch-identified forewoman had quite an impressive presence, and she knew it. Her s...