This will be my first attempt at writing so all comments both good and bad will be welcome. I will be taking the advise of others and writing about experiences that I have lived. This story is how I found out more about my teasing little slut sister-in-law. The first time I met the woman that would eventually become my sister-in-law, was when I was applying...
Walking through the Loblaw's located in Barrhaven, I smiled to myself as I got stared at by the legions of middle-aged White folks, and the few Asians and Latinos I saw among them. Barrhaven is arguably the City of Ottawa's most affluent suburb, and the locals tend to be more uppity and annoying than most. Apparently, they're not used to seeing tall, well-dr...
Bawtry, The Swan, May 26th. A much more cheerful party reached Bawtry well before dusk after a brisk walk of about twenty four miles, having left the Lamb once we had broken our fast on bread, cheese and ale. The task of providing our night's entertainment fell on the cook, a jolly fat fellow, with a laugh like the bellow of a bull. We were starting to get t...
I wanted to share an experience here that started off totally innocent and wound up totally decadent. It was Halloween a few years back and I was asked to ride security for the party and to insure the kiddies were all safe and sound at the end of their night. It was after all the parents of the kids left with their little goblins and witches that the real t...
"Are you a switch-hitter?" Those sterling words came from my girlfriend Sharon Thibault as she clutched the copy of Chicks With Dicks, a transsexual-themed porno magazine I've jerked off to times uncounted. Like most guys, I have a hidden stash of porn at my place. Don't judge me. I was lying in bed, pleasurably sore after a night of passionate lovemaking, a...
Sure, I had had sex before but my boyfriend of almost five years had always insisted on using a condom when we made love. He was very quick to put one on and I had hardly ever seen his bare dick. And, of course, I had never felt one in my pussy. Not one drop of cum had ever made its way into my body. So, at twenty-three years of age, I felt that I was still...
I read in a women's magazine somewhere that life begins at forty. Well, for me, I've decided to let that saying be true. My name is Maimuna Sultan-Alzahrani and I'm a Hijab-wearing, pious yet modern Saudi Arabian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved here three years ago from my hometown of Dammam, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I neve...
The penthouse sits high above the city, overlooking the lights and hustle of the street below. The penthouse itself is stylish and neat. Modern, cold, elegant. A young man with blue eyes is there. He is about twenty-five years old and is wearing nothing but tight fitting boxers that seductively outline his hard, thick cock. You're wearing a seductive, soph...
It's 4pm Friday and I'm skipping out on work, again. I'm with the same group from work, again. We're all well on our way to being drunk, again. What the fuck, I know we'll have a good time, again. I work for a lighting company. We consult with, and sell lighting to the construction industry. It's not a bad job. Sometimes the hours are shitty and no one real...
This story is inspired by Literotica author, patientlee's, "What the Hell Are You Looking At?" which in turn is inspired by the 1863 painting Le Déjeuner sur l'Herbe by Edouard Manet. It is a painting of two clothed "dandies" and a nude woman having a picnic lunch. In addition there is a woman wearing a chemise, bathing in the water behind the picnic. (It ma...