Kendra stood stock still for a moment, bewildered, before understanding. "Thank you, thank you!" she shouted as she scurried away without looking back. Seeing her race off tossed him about inside; he was drowning in emotions he couldn't even name. The gun felt heavy and cold in his hand, a dead thing. A weight was crushing down on him. "Kendra!" Kendra sp...
Josef was the head of the Math department at a moderately sized college. He was a scholarly man and usually spent his time with the Math majors and the graduate students working on their thesis--He left the fundamental classes to his assistants. As a favor for an assistant professor, Josef substituted for a statistics class one week, but after finding Lisa...
This was unexpected. Maybe I should've seen this coming. We have been spicing our sex lives up considerably, and have been role-playing progressively more. The joy, and the renewed appreciation for each other, convinced us that we were doing the right thing. Indeed, the reason that I am in this room -- in this position -- is because of our joint appreciati...
How did Yara turn into such a hot slut, I hear you ask? Being the ambassador's daughter, she was always stuck-up, spoiled, rich and a party girl. Being a nympho was natural for her. She had no real beliefs, ideology or even work ethnic. She subscribed to secular liberalism and French literature but only very superficially. She is a feminist, but again this d...
Chapter one- 600 years old- I slipped further into the shadows when I heard another voice. I should have known he wouldn't be coming home alone. They entered the room, hands flying over clothing searching for a way under. He pushed her on the bed as she smiled mischievously up at him. That was when he sensed my discomfort, when he knew I was there. His ex...
"I love you, Rasha," Nagad 'Nana' Hussein said, and the young Somali Muslim woman gently wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. Rasha Singh beamed at Nana, moved to tears by her words. The two young women stood in the middle of the quad at Canada's Capital University, hugging tenderly and enjoying each other's company on an unseasonably warm night in late N...
"Shhh, no talking in the City of Montreal library," Head Librarian Marguerite Belanger said with a stern smile, adjusting her horn-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and she pursed her lips for effect. Working for the Montreal Library System for the past twenty five years, the six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-haired and alabaster-skinned, fifty-something l...
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He called me when he wanted me, and I always came. It became a habit to spend two or three of my lunch breaks every week performing oral sex in his car in the parking lot where I work. Once, or twice a week if I was lucky, I would go to his house after work and he would blow my mind with a fucking that would leave me so shaken I would have to pull the car ov...
Ricardo and his fiance' Karina were coming back from his families get together. They had family favorites of tamalies, burritos, tacos, Mexican beer, rice and beans, all cooked in the traditional way. It was a lot of fun, and the food was great. Karina would make a loving young wife, a hot wife when they got married. On the way home Ricardo said, "Hey lets...