Meet Sadaf Zarif, a fifty-year-old Persian Muslim woman originally from the City of Tabriz, Iran, who spent most of her life living in the continental U.S. until her life changed. Fate prompted Sadaf to move to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and the bold, adventurous gal is now exploring Canada's norms and mores with her own unique style and aplomb, as they sa...
Jack stood naked in the bathroom doorway. It was 7 a.m. Saturday morning, and he had just finished depilating his body from the waist down, as I had instructed him. "Looking good, honey. Nice and smooth," I said. I motioned him towards the bed. We had a rustic king-size bed, the legs of which were made of polished 8-inch thick logs. The headboard consisted...
This is a departure from stories I usually write. There is no dialogue giving you, my readers', freedom to supply your own insights into their dialogue. The players are unnamed, there is no hint of where this story may have occurred, and no back story until a final sentence or two at the end. ***** My labia separated as his cock head pressed into me. My hy...
"You came to the right place, Ismail," Mistress Taslima Ali said, and the towering, dark-skinned, bodacious Black Canadian Muslim dominatrix looked at the chubby, small-dicked Black man who knelt at her feet. For ages now, Ismail had been scouring the web, looking for the elusive Black dominatrix who was interested in submissive Black males. Sadly, those str...
"This is definitely crossing new territory," Marianne Walsh said, looking at her husband Luther Brands. They'd known each other for nearly a decade and been romantically involved for three years. During that time, Luther discovered his bisexuality and Marianne fell in love with the world of BDSM. Since then, the couple found themselves at something of a cros...
"I don't know what the big deal is, yeah, I'm a Haitian dominatrix, and yeah I fuck a lot of brothers, shoot, a lot of brothers like getting fucked," Bianca Belier said, taking a long drag on her cigarette before exhaling sharply. The young Haitian woman leaned back on her throne-like chair, deep in her basement, speaking directly to the camera. Out there in...
"Wendy, my dear, I want to be dominated by you," Samuel said, and the big and tall young black man looked at the tall, slender, blonde-haired, forty-something Caucasian female who'd been his friend and co-worker since he began working as a security guard at the Walmart in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario. They'd known each other for a year and become very clo...
James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...
Kayla stepped onto her bath mat after a long, warm shower. Taking care with moisturizing, she reveled in the sweet smell of the lotion on her skin. There was a kind of satisfaction in moving the thick cream over her skin, and seeing it vanish. Sam was out at the supermarket. She had come home to no one but a very hungry, loudly meowing Milo. He was still...
My sweetie is an Internet wiz. She finds the best shopping coupons and bargains, books and movies we'll both enjoy and once in awhile, something a little different. For instance. This is about "pegging." How many of you know what that is? I'm an experienced man and I thought I knew everything there was to know about sex. I was so wrong. We're a normal coup...