I wanted to meet you so bad that I broke my own rule and invited you over even though the kids were home. Now here I was waiting for you to show up and was beginning to doubt my decision... I pushed the thoughts aside but the butterflies in my stomach were going stir crazy. We had gotten to know quite a bit about each other from talking online and on the pho...
Abbie awoke with a smile on her face. It was a warm day in early summer and the sun was streaming into her upstairs bedroom. She stretched languidly, delicious memories of the evening before flooding her gradually rousing consciousness. As she stretched, the top sheet slid across her chest, causing a pleasant tingling, followed by tautening, in her nipples...
As Salam Alaikum, people. The name is Mariam Mourad, and I'm a young Arab-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Orleans, Ontario. I'm five-foot-eight, slim, with light bronze skin, brown eyes and long black hair. My parents, Ali and Amina Mourad moved to provincial Ontario from our ancestral hometown in Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, during the tenth s...
Leanne Alistair woke up in her beautiful apartment in Kanata, Ontario, and smiled. For the first time in ages she felt truly happy. The petite, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, fortysomething beauty gazed at the young man who lay next to her. Esteban Voltaire was still asleep. The big and tall, dark-skinned Afro-Caribbean stud from the Dominican Republic hugged...
The year was 1863 and the place was the heart of the South--Atlanta, Georgia. The U. S. Civil War was in full swing and the landed gentry were trying hard to keep their slaves. At least some were, the rest were trying to keep their slaves hard. Miss Eugenia Johnson was one of the later persuasion. You see, she knew, without a doubt that eventually slavery...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my mid 40's living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. The stat...
My sweet Amina I want you to fart on my face and also fart loudly during anal sex, my boyfriend Tyrone Ferguson said calmly to me as we sat cozily inside the Caribbean Sensations Restaurant in the east end of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. Located on Montreal Road, the place is small but absolutely wonderful. I'm really fond of Caribbean food and have been...
The name is Maryam Sharif, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business administration at Carleton University, and these days life couldn't be better. Why is that, you may ask? My parents, Omar and Aisha Sharif still live in the City of Makkah, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, and they're not coming to...
I adjusted the mini skirt over my thighs and pulled the neckline down a little to expose my perky, round breasts. "I'm coming!" I called down the stairs to my impatient mother, who didn't want me to miss the bus. She didn't know that I was spending extra time trying to get ready for school for a reason. Travis...he was the most beautiful boy. Ever since I ha...
Sharon sat on the bed and stared at the box in front of her. She had been staring at the box for the last ten minutes and didn't want to open it. She knew what was in it. It was the pink rabbit vibrator that Patty had sent to her. Her three best friends were strange when it came to sex. Simone was a sexaholic and had had sex with the limo driver at Lucy's we...