I will receive endless condemnation for what I'm about to do, but I don't care. At what point does my life belong to me? My name is Azhaar Tawwab Azzam. I am fifty two years old. I live in the City of Minneapolis, Minnesota, and I've lived there for thirty years. Ever since I left the Dagari region of the Somali Republic. I love Minnesota, it's the most beau...
"These are my old digs," George told Buster after the game. "Let me show ya around town, kiddo." "I'm kind of tired, Georgie. I just want to grab a bite to eat at the hotel and get some shuteye." "It ain't even dark yet," George spoke from the windowless visitors' locker room in Fenway. As usual, Buster put on a fresh white shirt and his grey suit coat, t...
My name is Joakim Johansson and I want to tell the world the real reason behind the marital problems of Tiger Woods. Do not even think that Mrs. Woods' anger was due to the little prostitutes Tiger runs around with, as she does not care a fig about them. In fact, she told him to go find a street slut to satisfy his unnatural need for oral gratification, as s...
There my fuckable, light brown-haired, 23-year-old wife, Charisse, was on her knees in The Royale Theater. She was skimpily dressed like a slatternly tart and sucking a strange cock like the dirty whore she's been since high school where I'd been one of dozens, maybe 100's of boys to dick her. At the theater that Fri. night, meanwhile, another man roughly d...
Long set-up, but keep with me, I think it's a good ride. For Shannon, the loss of her father early in her life was to be the only tragedy that she would know. As a major business man in the entertainment industry, his life insurance policy thrust her into the world of socialites. While her mother never married, Shannon learned from her that one can survive...
I had not fallen asleep after Darren had, exhausted, after the party and the incredible lovemaking we had shared. I just couldn't come down from the high and emotions of the whole direction we had taken. I was lying spooned against him, his warm cock nestled warmly against my ass. My nightgown seemed to make the heat of his cock that much more distracting an...
Watching a TV documentary about three years ago about alternative lifestyles inspired my wife, Helen and I to join a swinging club, which was featured on the programme. Persuading Helen to go in the first place was a struggle! She said it sounded perverse and seedy! All the more reason to go, I thought! Eventually, to stop my nagging her, she agreed to go on...
My father had taken a new wife, a total M.I.L.F. She was a bit younger than him, but had a good decade on me, an eighteen year old guy. My new mom's name was Claudia, a tall blonde, model type, with all the right curves. Her best feature was a massive set of DDs, her ass wasn't all that bad either. Her look was completed by a near perfect coating of makeup t...
This story is a work of fiction. Actually the first one I have tried to write so please be kind with the feedback. As he left for work he kissed me goodbye and said "today was a good day but wait until tonight." Sometimes I don't understand him. Why would he say something like that when he works until 6:00 A.M.? I spent the rest of the evening doing my wi...
It began slowly. The modest clothing concealed the very earliest changes. But all the wives could hear her sickness every morning. She grew pale, and the color left her lips. Her long dresses could not disguise a certain thickening around her hips, and a tightening in her bust line - the telltale signs of a newly bred wife. In spite of Anna's condition, th...