The name is Ayaan Khalid and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I wish I could say I was just your average ordinary gal but I can't. A while ago, fate and happenstance conspired to change my life forever. I always knew that I was different, I just never knew to what extent. The day my life changed forever I was w...
He fastened the last of the straps and stepped back. She pulled, testing her restraints; the thigh straps were something new and already gave her a move helpless feeling. When she was finished with her quick check, she looked up into his eyes. A broad smile spread across his face. "How are you feeling, pet?" "Good Sir," she replied softly, her anticipatio...
This is a work of fiction and all characters (with the exception of the name of the band involved) within exist only within the confines of my imagination. This work remains the sole property of the author. All copyright laws apply. To get a grip on what's happening in this chapter, I recommend reading Chap 1 of Talk About Funk. Many thanks go out to sexi...
Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3...
She entered the sex theater. It was like stepping into a giant whore's vulva. The smell of stale semen, the humidity, dark, wanton, lewd. The screen full of the lurid, pink wetness of the actress' wide open femininity. She walked down the aisle, heard material rustle and the deep breathing of arousal rising from the rows of seats as she passed. Her feet ach...
Trans-genderism: Cross-dressing I never considered writing a story about cross-dressing until I was confronted with it. I just recently found out that a friend of mine who I have known for several years is a cross-dresser. He's a good guy, a family man, is married with kids, and, by all accounts, appears normal. Whatever that means? Yet, what is normal? Am...
Olivia slipped the lime green skirt over her slim hips. She fidgeted with the zipper and then looked into her full-length mirror. "Ick!" she said to the reflection. "Sir knows I hate this color." Olivia couldn't help but laugh. A month had passed since she and Graham had become lovers. A single off-handed comment about the sound chains had on her psyche al...
He grabbed her underneath her thighs and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. Her clit was standing outside of the hidden hood now, waiting for more, swollen with pressure. His tongue moved slowly up the inner curve of her thighs as she writhed before him. Savoring the anticipation, but begging for it to stop. He stopped with his tongue to watch her as he...
Hi, kiddies, how's it going? Things here are different: Not necessarily good, nor particularly bad, per se. Actually, that's not true. No, I'd say that they're better than average! The main reason being that I heard from my friend brookie a few hours ago! (Yes, she's still at that prestigious college in New England, but she will be graduating soon. In the me...
PREPARING FOR DEPARTURE Andee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life....