My hands trembled as I opened the envelope - I read it - experiencing immense joy but also stressed out of my skin - I had been accepted to the UWO [University of Western Ontario] business school for their MBA program. So, I'll have to live in London Ontario for the next few years. Where will I stay? How can I afford it? I already had a student loan for my...
I sat down at my usual stool at Kieran's, an Irish style pub in my neighborhood, and I naturally expected to order my usual Harp's or Guinness, from my usual bartender, Kevin Murtaugh, a gruff, but otherwise likeable fellow always willing to lend an ear. That was not what happened, of course, or there wouldn't be a story to tell. At any rate, there I was, wa...
It's been a while since I have written something. It's mostly because I have felt so uninspired and didn't know what to write. My main fantasies these days revolve around a man crossdressed while he is pegged by a woman who likes to dress as a man. My last story series Jenny & Mike got a decent reception and I wanted to write more. But like I said, I've...
Carla sat in her car in the parking lot of the sex shop. Staring at the front door and working up the courage to go inside. The Fantasy Adult Fun store had just opened a week ago, but she had been thinking about this moment for a long time. Ever since she found out Jim had been cheating, through the divorce, and the year between then and now. It hit her ha...
I saw the category 'first time" and sat for a long time wondering 'first time for what?' It covers so many possibilities I started to wonder even more as to just how many 'first times' I could cover in one go.. The result is this story and I fully appreciate it may not all appeal to every reader, but I do hope there is a section here or there that you will e...
You've been a naughty guy, I told Rahim Abdullah as I spread his dark butt cheeks and eased my strap-on dildo into his asshole. Immediately the young Somali man went stiff, as something I call the shock of penetration came over him. It happens with every new submissive who experiences the joys of pegging for the first time. Gripping his narrow hips tightly,...
Why is everyone so damn afraid of interracial pegging? That's what I want to know! My name is Beatrice Levin. A six-foot-eight, red-haired and green-eyed French Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Folks, I am a big woman. And I know it. I'm damn near seven feet tall and weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. I was afflicted with g...
My name is Villa Jane Smith. Friends simply call me V.J. I am the Heroine of this tale, and is this my first interracial strap-on story. If you ask me, there aren't enough interracial strap-on stories out there. Please bear with me. I am a six-foot-one, somewhat chubby Irishwoman with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. Oh, and I've got big tits and a fat...
I thought I could escape from it but I've come to realize that in the end there's no escape. It doesn't matter hard you try or how strong your resistance is, you will get what's coming to you. Fate simply cannot be avoided. It doesn't matter if you're an individual with exceptional abilities. The fabric of fate cannot be changed. My name is Jamal Trevor. Fri...
Muslim women are supposed to be boring, dull and repressed, that's what a lot of otherwise intelligent people believe. My name is Mariam Jabari and I'm here to refute these absolutely false claims. I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to a Somali immigrant father, Ahmed Jabari, and a white Canadian mother, Marilyn Samson. I am the daughter of two very...