I am finally where I belong, folks. Those are the thoughts running through my head as my pal Joey O'Neill slams his dick deep into my asshole. My name is Tyrone Peterson. I'm a big and tall Black man who likes to get fucked by White guys with big dicks. And mean White chicks who like to fuck Black guys like me with a strap-on dildo. Yeah, I get down like tha...
Sometimes life throws you some major curveballs, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Choukri Wahid, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Somali and Lebanese descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business at Algonquin College, and I'm here to clear up some misconceptions about us Muslim ladies. Let the truth be told, so to speak. I know we Muslim l...
"Do you mind if I sit here?" The redhead startled Mark Robbins with her accent and her smile; she was so pale her body lit up the otherwise dark movie theatre. He thought it was a little odd that she wanted to sit next to him, since the theatre was half-empty. "Sure!" "Thank you," she said, sitting down. Her long, curly hair was gorgeous, and her body lo...
I have to admit this, but I miss Jim terribly. He still continues to send me at least 2 texts every day and I keep fighting to answer him back. I got a text this morning and he was pouring his heart out to me like he never did before. He says he misses the friendship that we had, the loving that we shared and wants me to please meet him on Friday night so w...
Sitting in the living room of her boyfriend Aziz's apartment, Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself as she looked at the contents of her man's computer. The fool actually left everything open before he went to his afternoon classes at Carleton University. Apparently, Aziz Kalenzaga, the tall, dark-skinned and macho West African stud who stole the young Yemeni-Can...
This is a flash story: no character development, nothing in-depth, nothing serious, written just for fun. I have a sense of humor, twisted maybe, and this is gallows humor. ***** In a small meeting room outside a courtroom in a county seat in rural Iowa. Scott Jones and his three friends were talking with their court appointed lawyer before their hearing....
FRIDAY MORNING –Getting “Dirty” in the Shower When I woke up Friday morning, I heard the shower running. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was nearly noon. I got up and went to the bathroom door. I knocked. “Come on in.” I heard him say. I stepped inside. He stood there, naked, with his back to me, one hand testing the water temperature in the s...
I Like Women I'm a heterosexual man. I like women (an understatement). I thought that I had a preference which type of women I like more than others, but after giving it some thought, I don't. Okay, now that I think about it, I am partial to blondes, redheads, and brunettes. There, that narrows it down a bit. Just curious, do you women wonder what it is l...
Writing is personally very fulfilling. It is such a relief and a rush to finish a story or a poem and know that it is done. I don't know about you, but I write for my own enjoyment first but I have become a big fan of receiving monetary reimbursement for my creative efforts, too. So, how do I go about it and more to the point, how do you squeeze some penni...
On My back upon the bed, My eyes closed, I breathe slowly as you rest your head upon My bare chest. With My arm draped over you, I relax as much as I possibly can, focusing on your dutiful action. you stroke Me slowly, your hand gripping firmly as it glides up and down My length. I can practically feel your eyes gazing in amazement upon My hardened arousal...