Meet Rokia Keita, a sixty-year-old, matronly African Muslim woman of Malian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Six feet tall, curvy, dark-skinned and fine, with only a few silver streaks in her long Black hair, the lovely Rokia Keita looks at least a decade and a half younger than her sixty years. Whoever coined the phrase Black doesn’t crack must have had the lovely Rokia Keita in mind. The ageless African Muslim businesswoman is totally ready for her second act, as it were. Rokia Keita moved to the Province of Ontario, Canada, with her husband Ibrahim Keita more than three decades ago. Ibrahim Keita became a security guard…

You were never supposed to go this far. You thought that you were an ordinary guy with one or two kinks—fuzzy cuffs and maid outfits, nothing weird about that—and a decent job. After all, people need websites, and you know plenty of coding to give them what they want. Or try to, at least. Point is, you get paid well for what you do. But all that changed the day you met your new neighbor Sandra. Sandra was a vision. Tall, well-endowed, with chocolate brown hair and mesmerizing green eyes. A little on the plump side, but in a way that reminded you of those Ancient Greek statues. She showed…

The Monk More of an inner monologue than the usual experiences last night in my lucid dream; but very interesting, even enlightening. I was in the middle of a state of meditation, a monk in some sort of spiritual discipline that apparently welcomed women and didn’t require celibacy. It was beautiful. I could feel the weight of my belly and breasts being pulled down, gravity exerting its inexorable power on my pregnant body. I was sitting cross-legged, facing a gorgeous stream and, further away, a plain-looking housing complex. But I mostly kept my eyes closed, letting my inner thoughts and mental images lead the way. I felt very grateful to…

DANCING WITH ELAINE The stillness was broken by clattering heels when Elaine returned down the stairs. She stopped on the bottom step and let Michael get a good look. Blue was changed to blue. Instead of the thin light blue woolen sweater Elaine was now dressed in marine blue mohair. Unbelievable and magnificent, thick and fuzzy with a huge double folded turtleneck all way up her chin. A wide elastic waist belt sculptured her body hourglass like and made her gigantic breasts look even bigger bulging in front of her. The sweater was extra-long, all down her hips and buttocks, down to the middle of her muscular thighs. Her legs…

He met my father before he met me, upon my initial arrival to the I-House at my new university. I felt something the moment we first met…when we shook hands. Not a spark exactly…but I suddenly felt a sense of pride…I wanted to simply go for it. He was a tall, blond, brilliant Masters student from exotic Scandinavia. I had never met anyone from that area of the world. So I suggested that we eat together in the dining hall sometime…he agreed. As it was, we ended up eating with my roommate, another Norwegian Masters student and a Lithuanian student. We spent the entire day together…welcome events, getting to know…

I met Mrs E on the way back from a mid-morning run down to the beach. She had been out running also, and our routes converged at the top of the bridle path where it joins the road across the dunes. “Mr M!” she said as our paths met, “lovely day for it!” I nodded back, catching my breath. It was a warm day with a bit of sea breeze, so we were lightly dressed, stood on the side of the road. Mrs E was in running leggings, singlet and sports bra underneath, me in shorts and a light t-shirt. We were both glowing from our respective runs, sweat showed…

The whole thing began in the most innocent and innocuous way. The office had been working very hard for the last 2 months on the preparation of a very large building contract. Because we are such a large and complex construction company, we have the opportunity to bid on multi-million dollar projects and we have had huge contracts all around the world. The contract that we were working on was at best long gamble, but we knew that if we could pull it off, there would be big money it for the company and bonuses for all who worked so hard. We also knew that our main competitor was aggressively…

I want to shout out all my fans who give me positive feedback and continue me to entertain you guys! This story does take place in my extended universe and while I was writing it, I threw in some references to some other stories I am sure you guys will enjoy. Chronologically this takes place between “The Asylum Ch. 02′ and “Sabrina The Teenage Bitch Ch. 01”. You can consider this a spin-off from The Asylum series anyways, Enjoy! — Natalie Maylin, had just recently gotten married to her high school sweetheart, Christopher Maylin. She was the only man she ever dated and she found full contentment with the life…

Once my girlfriend and I decided to have an open relationship we began getting bolder about it. We’d tell each other every detail of our sexual experiences, which would in turn get us so worked up we wound up having some very hot sex. Last Friday night we both had dates and decided to make it challenging by “assigning” a sexual task to be fulfilled at the end of the date. I told my girlfriend that, while still in the car, I wanted her to lean over, pull her date’s cock out and stroke and suck him until he was about ready to explode and I wanted her to have…

I had finally found the perfect apartment. Even though it was a bit more than I wanted to spend, I knew as soon as I walked in that it was mine. I moved in full of decorating ideas and motivation, hell bent on starting my “new life” the right way. Then I slept for a week straight. Then I went back to work. Six months later and I was still living out of boxes. Then it hit me again; the motivation. I was coming up on another much needed week off of work, and decided that it was finally time to make this apartment my home. It really was in…