As Salam Alaikum, people. The name is Maimuna Ismail and I've got a wicked story to share with you folks today. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia and moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, with my parents, Hodan and Ali Ismail, in the late 1980s. I grew up in the Capital, and consider myself as thoroughly a Canadian as anyone. Home is where the h...
It all started about two months ago when my wife and her two girl friends turned the tables on me and the two husbands of her friends. We had been getting together as a group for dinner parties with a theme for a long time. Always it was the guys who decided what the theme for the party was, and we had done football, hockey, pirates, Disney, monsters, etc. Y...
"Bet you thought I was soft and sweet when you met me at the front end of Walmart," Chelsea said softly, a wicked smile on her lovely face. Strutting her stuff, working the hell out of the red tank top and black leather miniskirt she had on, she looked hot, sexy and dangerous. Hands on her hips, Chelsea waited for her sub's reply. From the moment Chelsea la...
I found myself in a midsized college town working on a problem that didn't want to be resolved. With assistance from my co-workers two and a half hours away I was finally able to correct the issue, and system operation was restored. It was late, I was more than three hours from home, and decided I did not want to make the drive. Instead I chose to spend the...
Carla sat in her car in the parking lot of the sex shop. Staring at the front door and working up the courage to go inside. The Fantasy Adult Fun store had just opened a week ago, but she had been thinking about this moment for a long time. Ever since she found out Jim had been cheating, through the divorce, and the year between then and now. It hit her ha...
You've been a naughty guy, I told Rahim Abdullah as I spread his dark butt cheeks and eased my strap-on dildo into his asshole. Immediately the young Somali man went stiff, as something I call the shock of penetration came over him. It happens with every new submissive who experiences the joys of pegging for the first time. Gripping his narrow hips tightly,...
Why is everyone so damn afraid of interracial pegging? That's what I want to know! My name is Beatrice Levin. A six-foot-eight, red-haired and green-eyed French Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Folks, I am a big woman. And I know it. I'm damn near seven feet tall and weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. I was afflicted with g...
My name is Villa Jane Smith. Friends simply call me V.J. I am the Heroine of this tale, and is this my first interracial strap-on story. If you ask me, there aren't enough interracial strap-on stories out there. Please bear with me. I am a six-foot-one, somewhat chubby Irishwoman with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. Oh, and I've got big tits and a fat...
I thought I could escape from it but I've come to realize that in the end there's no escape. It doesn't matter hard you try or how strong your resistance is, you will get what's coming to you. Fate simply cannot be avoided. It doesn't matter if you're an individual with exceptional abilities. The fabric of fate cannot be changed. My name is Jamal Trevor. Fri...
Muslim women are supposed to be boring, dull and repressed, that's what a lot of otherwise intelligent people believe. My name is Mariam Jabari and I'm here to refute these absolutely false claims. I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to a Somali immigrant father, Ahmed Jabari, and a white Canadian mother, Marilyn Samson. I am the daughter of two very...