Word from the author: I forgot to mention in my prologue, this is my first time ever writing here. Hopefully as I continue to write stories on here, my understanding on how good stories are written will improve. That being said, I really do appreciate the constructive criticism that you guys provide for me in the comments. I know that I am far from being a p...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Adewale, and I'm a young Nigerian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty six years old. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in sociology. Since I couldn't find any work in my major, I had to look elsewhere. That's how I ended up working at a Call Center i...
I lived the straight and narrow my entire life, but there was at least one hour a week where I did nothing but chase the thrill. I had met Tom online one day when I was not just bored, but completely lost. The usual bullshit on these apps wasn't really cutting it for me, and I found myself straying from my typical desires. In some way, I suppose I was looki...
It's been about a month since the ship hit home port. Everyone has been relaxing, working their days and popping deuces to get home quickly. For you that just means chilling on ship though. You are making the best of it...but anything to break the routine is refreshing. As you sit out on a deck area of a restaurant, your phone rings. Rolling through the nam...
All of the torches and oil lamps in Isabella's castle were lit up for the party. Exuberance and lust filled the air. The Mistresses and Goddesses were adorned in resplendent, sexy, tight fitting dresses. The naked male servants massaged their feet and served them wine and hors d'oeuvres. Isabella required that all slaves at the party not wear their chastity...
"Hey Willy wake up, I'm making breakfast!" Said a cheerful female voice. "I'm coming!" Willy said with a yawn as she lifted herself out of her cot. Willy wobbled down the hall on sleepy feet, rubbing her eyes as her heaving breasts leaked a clear fluid that rained upon the shag rug of her room. The heaving syrup-filled sacks bobbled against each other as...
What's up, my brother? I'm Hodan Ahmad, a Somali Muslim sister living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, athletic cutie in the Hijab who simply sets your imagination on fire. That's me. I've got some good news, for all Black men in the Ottawa/Gatineau area who are into BDSM, and female domination. Black Femdom, there's an APP for...
After a Saturday night wine party in which our wives decided to orally pleasure each other's guy, Ben and I figured the full game was on. Ben and his wife, Dara, were my wife, Dee, and my best friends, living across the street from each other in a suburban Florida neighborhood. We're a very diverse group. Ben is a large black man, a former pro football pla...
Maddison had asked me if I could help her son with some college work and as soon as I dropped in she stood up from where she was sat at the kitchen table with her son and patted the vacant seat. 'There you go, Allie. It's so kind of you to help Jack with his college work! I don't know the first thing about sciency things! They're so geeky and boring, so it'...
Trying to remember how to calm myself by breathing slowly using the breathing exercises he taught me... in through my nose, and hold then out through my mouth. He was suppose to be here in 10 minutes and I knew he already knew the code to my keyless door so I was hoping he would just make his way in and up to my bedroom the way he did last time. I sit on the...