Dream #1: Fire-Engine Red She turns her head and sees me from across the field. She has just turned 20. Maybe it is even her birthday. She has a very cute face. What do I mean by cute? I mean button-nosed-young-starlet cute. Unattainable-babysitter cute. Catholic-schoolgirl-in knee-socks-and-pleated-skirt-at-the-mall cute. I don't really know who she is; s...
This continues from "The Big Tease". After a morning sail during which Emily flaunted herself at Sam and a swim off the boat, we left them pashing while holding onto the boarding ladder... Our lips and tongues had been wrestling again. But then he pulled away. Our legs were still intertwined, his shaft still between my thighs. Releasing his grip on the ladd...
I try hard to be the pious and respectful, Hijab-wearing and Koran-quoting Muslim sister that my parents, Ahmed and Ayaan Mohammed expect me to be, but I kind of suck at it. Partly because I love to suck dick. My name is Mariam Mohammed and I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Lately, I've been suffocating u...
Another day at school, another day in Hell. She walked through the halls of the university campus, surrounded by...them. Everywhere she looked, there they were. The mundane folk. Everyday humanity. Seven billion and counting. This campus was a microcosm of all of them. Girls in hijabs talking on their cellphones, black guys in sports coats, Asian guys with c...
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...
I come into your office, dressed in a short leather skirt, and a white, translucent shirt. You stand to greet me, hug me and hold me, but I push you back down in your chair. I lean over and whisper in your ear, and you can smell the heat, musk and perfume rising off my overheated body. "Do not move, or speak. If you do, this will come to a quick end and I wi...
Oh, fuck! This can't be happening! It must be the drink, I've had quite a bit through the day. I'm not usually like this at all! Don't get me wrong, I'm no modern day Sandra Dee, 'lousy with virginity', but still, sitting in an english seaside pub, being finger-fucked under the table by a boy I only met for the first time a few hours ago? It can't be happe...
About this time last year I was coming back to London on the train from Manchester. I sat in my reserved seat and hoped that somebody attractive, interesting or both would sit at the same table. Unfortunately I was soon joined by three women probably in their sixties with nothing funny, bitchy or even philosophical to say to one another. They just chatted ab...
The Cottage It was bad enough trying to follow Dan's car as it made its way through the narrow, twisting country lanes, but my thoughts were distracted by Lorna's recent behaviour. My first glimpses of her body – at the pool and in her villa – had been 'innocent' and I'd willingly taken on the role of voyeur. However, since our trip to the castle her exhibi...
I like the idea of Exhibitionism. I want to get naked in front of people and be sexy. I want the thrill of seeing a guy that I don't know get an embarrassingly large hard-on while I parade my tits or ass or show a little pussy. I would love to go panty-less all the time. The idea, and even writing about the idea right now make me horny and not to mention, w...