I met Angela my senior year of college. She was a freshman business major while I was in electrical engineering. We met at a party and kind of clicked. Angela was tall graceful and beautiful. Being young and dumb I fell head over heals. On our second date we ended up at my apartment. I was on a scholarship and an inheritance from my grandmother allowed me...
Lying in bed, Mona Ismail cried herself to sleep. In her parents plush suburban townhouse in affluent Barrhaven, the young Lebanese Canadian Muslim woman bit her lip, thinking about what she lost. Every time Ismail Mona thought about her Somali Muslim ex-boyfriend Rashid Ali, her heart winced. In all her life, no one had ever loved Mona or made her feel the...
Author's Note: This follows my story "Eyewitness Testimony," but it's not necessary to read that to understand this story. I have the intention of turning this into a continuing series following Nick and Elizabeth, and I am more than happy to honor requests. If there's something you would like to see with these two - a fetish, threesome, on-the-job teasing -...
First I want to thank editor KET1965 for editing this story, Thanks for all the help. * Mike Wolf walks into his business Antique Archeology one morning before anyone gets there and stands in the middle of the room thinking how great his life is. How he gets to travel across the country with best Friend Frank searching through things most consider junk Mi...
Note: Just to set the stage, I am a 51 year old, 5'9" blond weighing about 140 lbs. I like to think I keep myself in good shape and have been doing Pilates and other exercise the past 5 years to really get into shape. Hope you guys are nicer on this than the last draft I submitted! My husband had been planning our trip to Vegas. It was clear that he was exp...
I called asking for my old friend Lynn. "Hi Lynn, my name is Charles Bayer. I am going to be in town next Monday and I am interested to buying a new home out there. Would you be available to show me a few houses?" There was a slight pause on the other end of the line and I knew she was thinking about my voice. "Let me check." I could hear her turning pages...
Kathy and I were always friends. We grew up together. She lived next door. She was the first girl that I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. Back then before I allowed mass marketing, advertising, commercials, Playboy Magazine, and Miss America Contests to alter my definition of beauty, I saw her for the person she was kind, personable, and smart. If...
The name is Harry LaPierre. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've got something to confess, folks. I am a self-admitted thrill addict. It doesn't matter the nature of the thrill. Sex. Speeding. You name it, I do it. That's okay, though. There are plenty of chicks and dudes in this town who wouldn't mind hooking up with a six...
Well this is a true story of how I became a cum eating husband with my ex wife Kay. To have a better understanding I should start from when we started dating. I was 18 and it was during the Christmas holiday season when we had our first date, Kay was 19 and had been chasing me for months when I agreed to go out and party with her and a couple of mutual frien...
Since my earliest memories I have loved women's feet, both bare as well as in elegant sandals, boots, and shoes. I grew up in a house full of women, and while I can't say I was outright sexually attracted to my mother and sisters, I always enjoyed shopping with them to watch them try on shoes. As an adolescent, I relished my sisters' friends sleeping over, g...