A Good Somali Brother in Toronto
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The cheering in the stadium was deafening, and yet still Kenneth Lutz couldn’t hear much. He was too busy coming back to reality and focusing on the fact that he needed to breathe. For seven years Ken had worked his ass off to get to where he was now. Where he belonged. He had finally achieved his life’s dream - sitting on a stage, hearing people chant his name. For one glowing moment in his life, however long it would last, he was the biggest name in eSports. Ken wasn’t thoroughly stupid....
“And that’s it! That’s it! It’s over!” the commentator babbled into their headset. “The match goes to Klutz! I can’t believe it!!”The cheering in the stadium was deafening, and yet still Kenneth Lutz couldn’t hear much. He was too busy coming back to reality and focusing on the fact that he needed to breathe.For seven years Ken had worked his ass off to get to where he was now. Where he belonged. He had finally achieved his life’s dream - sitting on a stage, hearing people chant his name. For...
Voyeur“And that’s it! That’s it! It’s over!” the commentator babbled into their headset. “The match goes to Klutz! I can’t believe it!!”The cheering in the stadium was deafening, and yet still Kenneth Lutz couldn’t hear much. He was too busy coming back to reality and focusing on the fact that he needed to breathe.For seven years Ken had worked his ass off to get to where he was now. Where he belonged. He had finally achieved his life’s dream – sitting on a stage, hearing people chant his name. For...
“And that’s it! That’s it! It’s over!” the commentator babbled into their headset. “The match goes to Klutz! I can’t believe it!!”The cheering in the stadium was deafening, and yet still Kenneth Lutz couldn’t hear much. He was too busy coming back to reality and focusing on the fact that he needed to breathe.For seven years Ken had worked his ass off to get to where he was now. Where he belonged. He had finally achieved his life’s dream - sitting on a stage, hearing people chant his name. For...
True account of how my wife’s long time fantasy became a reality.A little about Deb to start. She’s 41 now but this happened just after her 40th birthday in Toronto Canada. She’s not really changed much in the last 20 years still slim, cute looking and fun to be with. Statistics are 5’3” 32D and short cropped black hair with blue eyes.As a surprise 40th birthday present I decided to take deb away for a few days somewhere nice. I eventually chose Toronto so that I could take her to see the...
It all started when I moved to a new apartment near my college in Toronto. I and my roommates were moving in our furniture early morning around 7 a.m. As we were waiting for the elevator to open, a Caucasian girl in her early 20s’ came out of the elevator in her gym gear. As she was leaving the elevator, there was a moment where I looked at her and she looked at me and there was some kind of connection already. Gradually time passed and I forgot about her. The building I stay in has 35 floors...
Introduction: Read first two stories on my profile. I cant seem to find the conversation we had by e-mail. ~~~ Since I lost my virginity to a couple I met on Craigslist (read my past story) and I not only had a wonderful time, but got paid as well, I decided to post my own ad on Craigslist. It was a simple ad, a tranny in Toronto looking for fun time. He saw my ad on Craigslist and decided to message me to see whether or not we could get together or not. His name was Marc, a young black boy...
~~~ Since I lost my virginity to a couple I met on Craigslist (read my past story) and I not only had a wonderful time, but got paid as well, I decided to post my own ad on Craigslist. It was a simple ad, a tranny in Toronto looking for fun time. He saw my ad on Craigslist and decided to message me to see whether or not we could get together or not. His name was Marc, a young black boy who lived in Scarborough. He said he was a shy guy, a virgin, and he watched a lot of tranny videos...
Married Couple Looking For Fun Time - mw4t - 40's (Toronto) We are a married couple, looking for a bisexual trans for some fun. We host. Message if interested with times you're free. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Married Couple Looking For Fun Time - mw4t - 40's (Toronto) Hi, my name's Lizzie Elliott. I'm 18 years old, a m2f trans looking for fun. I'm safe and clean....
Introduction: Read My Intro Story First Before This. Click on my profile name and youll see it. Craigslist Ad: Married Couple Looking For Fun Time – mw4t – 40s (Toronto) We are a married couple, looking for a bisexual trans for some fun. We host. Message if interested with times youre free. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Married Couple Looking For Fun Time – mw4t – 40s (Toronto) Hi, my names Lizzie Elliott....
My wife & her sister wanted to go shopping in Toronto last weekend, but neither of them wanted to drive, so my wife sweet talked me into driving them. "What the fuck am I supposed to do while you two shop?" I asked. My wife told me that if I drove them, later that night when we got home she would give me a blowjob. As I took a moment to ponder her offer she added that I could cum on her tits. Bingo! I'm in! We left for Toronto around 9am and arrived shortly after 11am. We parked...
“And that’s it! That’s it! It’s over!” the commentator babbled into their headset. “The match goes to Klutz! I can’t believe it!!” The cheering in the stadium was deafening, and yet still Kenneth Lutz couldn’t hear much. He was too busy coming back to reality and focusing on the fact that he needed to breathe. For seven years Ken had worked his ass off to get to where he was now. Where he belonged. He had finally achieved his life’s dream – sitting on a stage, hearing people chant his name....
Hi, readers! Jignesh here from Toronto (Brampton) my email id is First, a little information about myself: I’m a 34 years old Gujarati married guy.6 ft tall with an athletic body. The heroine of this story is my neighbor Kiran. She is a twenty-seven-year-old female, married, short and chubby with long black hair and a fair complexion. Other details are her 34d bust, 38 panty size, pierced nose, thick puffy slit, sultry looks and a loose pussy after her experiences with me. Her husband Gurman...
When I came to Toronto I was 18 and I knew I had a chance to explore my sexuality to the most. I was a simple guy from India with big plans and confused sexuality. Not that I was novice and had no experience but my experience had been very limited in its possibilities. Most of my bisexual experiences had been when I was a kid and the most we did was feel each other up. As a teenager I was more interested in exploring girls. Now was the time when I wanted to experience both the sexes….at the...
It was a hot Toronto summer Sunday evening when I was headed back home from spending an evening downtown with my friends. As 23-year-old junior college students we were enjoying the much-needed break from our semester exams. I was about six subway stops past the Bloor-Yonge line in an empty cart, I was seated near the doors having a perfect view of the empty seats opposite of me. The humidity was getting to me so I decided to unbutton three of the top buttons of my silk white shirt. My black,...
We liked how clean and wonderful Toronto was. Our quick trip was drawing to a conclusion. The night before I'd suggested anal sex, and she gave her standard never response. Two different groups had tried to blackmail me with her in porn tapes. In all of the tapes she had been airtight. Figured it would end in a losing argument for me. So we were having a late lunch after a trip to a museum. Our good mood seemed to continue with drinks and food. We went to the bar to waste a little time, before...
Please read the previous part to understand this one. She poured two glasses of cabernet sauvignon, one for me and the other for herself. We sat facing each other on a three-seater sofa. We looked at each other and were sipping the wine. She took out a packet of cigarettes and asked if I smoke, I refused and told her that I don’t smoke cigarettes, I just smoke weed. She laughed and said ‘’I wouldn’t mind some either.” I told her that I could go to my place and get some to which she replied,...
The Great Shift: Toronto Problems By Harles It was another Friday afternoon school had just ended and I was ready for another weekend. I was talking to my friend Elad about the events of the night. "So what is happening tonight," I asked. "I don't know, I think Steve is having people over for Julia's Birthday Party at like 7:30 at Steve's mom's house," replied Elad. "I see, you going to go?" I asked. "Yeah I think so," replied Elad, "so when you going to ask out...
Swaying in front of me in a black shimmering sequin dress while swinging her black clutch in right hand, her hips seemed to sway in time to the tune she whistled: ‘Young Folks’. With her lips pursed, this atomic beach blonde haired beauty continued to whistle as she took the seat directly opposite me with her legs crossed. Wearing a pair of platinum guild Weitzman Stilettos, the intricately designed straps drew me to her thin ankles and well pedicured toes. Her nail polish and lipstick all...
When we found ourselves alone at the party and grabbing food in our friends kitchen, Helen and I began small talk. She asked if I was transgender. I told her the truth, that yes I was and asked how she knew. She said that she would never have guessed that but Luci (our mutual friend) had told her. Before I could say anything, she said, "it's fine, I love that you're talking to me and you look amazing, would love to see that body in action!" I smiled. She asked what I did for a living and...
There were lots of Indian people at the intersection of Brimley and Lawrence walking by shopping at the nearby stores. I wondered how their lives were doing. It was almost Winter 2012, snow would be falling soon. I watched as a white Dodge Caravan pulled up towards the Tim Hortons. I quickly took out my phone and wrote down their plate number as they parked in the small parking lot beside the Tim Hortons. Two men came out, both brown males, around 30 years old, short black hair and brown...
The conference was to last five days, starting Monday and ending on Friday evening with a banquet. My brain hurt from the deluge of information and by Thursday I needed a break. I left the conference early and walked to the hotel to clear my head. The crisp autumn air and exercise felt good after sitting for the last seven hours.After reaching my room I lay on the bed with my eyes closed for almost an hour before having a shower. I felt refreshed and hungry. Instead of calling room service I...
ThreesomesPlease read the previous chapters to get the idea of the story line. Master John opened the door and we walked into the lounge of our suite. The double doors to the right led to the bedroom with a King size bed. I needed to get out of the clothes I was wearing and shower! I slipped my coat off and dropped it on the floor, then unzipped my skirt and let that drop too. I stepped out my clothes and took my shoes off. Master John was watching me as I stripped, I turned and looked at him and...
Stay the Course – Part eight: Day two: waking up … Please read the previous chapters to get the idea of the story line. I heard myself moan, you know that moment between deep sleep and waking up, trying to hold onto the dream that’s making you feel so good. Was I panting? I smiled, the dream I was having, it felt very real. I was bound to the bed, my ankles tied, my thighs spread, my arms stretched at the other end. ‘Mmmmmmm.’ I heard myself moan again and I bit my lip. I could feel...
Introduction: Hello everyone, I apologize for not writing any recent / new stories. Ive been really busy with stuff. Heres a quickie. Helen is a good friend of mine. When the following occurred, Helen and I had known each other for only a couple of weeks. We met at a party a mutual friend of ours was hosting and we instantly connected. To describe her, she was smoking hot. She was a blonde in her late 30s with piercing blue eyes, huge tits, firm ass and I believed to be a closet lesbian. She...
Introduction: Message me on forums and tell me whether you like my story or not. Thanks. I wrote this story in an hour, let me know what you think about it. Have a happy Valentines Day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Discreet Couple Lookn For Valentines Day Fun – mw4t (DownTown T.O) Wife and I want to fuck a lovely female tranny on Valentines Day. Must be bisexual, message me. ________________________________________ Hello, I hope...
Introduction: Read Past Stories Before This One. I stood outside Tim Hortons with a small coffee in my hand, sipping away on a cool windy day. I looked at the cars driving by me, just waiting for the white van to show up. Two men from Craigslist messaged me and asked me for a Sunday afternoon fuck. I agreed to my first MMF threesome. They called it a MMT threesome and were really excited to fuck a prostitute, and not only that but they wanted a shemale really badly. They told me to come to...
Stay the Course - Part eight: Day two: waking up … Please read the previous chapters to get the idea of the story line. I heard myself moan, you know that moment between deep sleep and waking up, trying to hold onto the dream that’s making you feel so good. Was I panting? I smiled, the dream I was having, it felt very real. I was bound to the bed, my ankles tied, my thighs spread, my arms stretched at the other end."Mmmmmmm."I heard myself moan again and I bit my lip. I could feel something on...
BDSMPlease read the previous chapters to get the idea of the story line. Master John opened the door and we walked into the lounge of our suite. The double doors to the right led to the bedroom with a King size bed. I needed to get out of the clothes I was wearing and shower! I slipped my coat off and dropped it on the floor, then unzipped my skirt and let that drop too. I stepped out my clothes and took my shoes off. Master John was watching me as I stripped, I turned and looked at him and...
BDSMThe story I am narrating is completely true except for the names and is being written as soon as it is experienced ;) to give the viewers timely updates, this story has been written with the consent of the female half as well. I’m 6’2, a 20-year-old male, broad shoulders with wheatish skin, an average size cock of 7 inches. It has been 2 years since my first story of how I lost my virginity in a threesome (MFM) in a Sex club Like every other young guy, I’ve always had the fantasy of . It has...
Time seemed to speed up hen I finally got home. I had a pleasant afternoon with the ladies the next day when we met after lunch at the CK store. The dinner at Mitsy's restaurant was finally an eventless success and the sisters from England really enjoyed the whole Japanese experience. The General had called in the morning and let me know that they had caught the two people who were responsible for providing the information to Mr. Blake. One was a section head of the Secret Service which had...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love StoriesWhen Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
Spanking‘OK, I’ll try to start at the beginning. I guess that makes sense,’ Zerzinski said. Once again, he looked toward the corner of the room. Where he kept his memories, apparently. He was finally seeming to be more or less at ease with telling me stories that include intimate details. I would certainly understand if he never got used to it. But it sure flows better when he can relax, as with anybody else. ‘I probably said this before. But it was like coming up for air. ‘Going from being...
The content of the message: call me. There was Cy on the other end of the Skype line. Her hair was in even more disarray than last time, and a towel was hanging around her neck. ‘You’re lucky I picked up,’ she said. ‘I’ve just been at the beach.’ ‘Of course. What else is an Australian to do?’ ‘Dan-o,’ she said, ‘you owe me big time, and I don’t mean sexual favors.’ ‘What did you find? I’m very intrigued!’ ‘You sure as fuck should be! Exactly nothing like this has ever come out of...
When I was interviewing Zerzinski this afternoon, I was once again thinking about the vastly different reactions people can have to the whole Donor X phenomenon. As well as to Zerzinski’s specific kind of sexual orientation, and how people respond to that. The evening’s readings were a fascinating exercise in contrast. Rie never came over that night. Presumably, Zerzinski was keeping her occupied. Though I didn’t know, and kept trying not to care. It was a different, though equally...
Interesting things started happening from the moment I left Zerzinski’s house, to walk down the trail to my place. The first thing was only notable in retrospect. Another beautiful Japanese woman was walking toward Zerzinski’s place as I was leaving, as usual. She appeared to be a member of the Choto Temple. At least, most of the women who were older than teenagers seemed to be Choto members. And this one looked to be in her late twenties perhaps. Her face was lacking the usual...
I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in everything he tried includin’ farmin’ an' ranchin’ but him an' ma wuz never bitter an' we wuz a fairly happy family even if we wuz dirt poor. That happiness come to an end one day when I come home from my huntin’. Ma an' Pa wuz layin’ face down in the dirt in front of our cabin. My twin sister Beth an' my older sister Philomena wuz kneelin’ beside the bodies...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relate how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. My name’s Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I’m tellin’ you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It’s a good thing too or we’d most likely starve to death.I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now lived. She already sold off the livestock an’ everything else so there wuzn’t much left except the buildings, a corral an’ fences. Of the buildings there wuz the ranch house, a barn and a bunk house where the hired help stayed. There wuzn’t no hired help left an’ that wuz fine with me. I intended to use that building as sleeping quarters for the children while we gradually built on the main...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relates how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. I was telling y’all about moving close to Austin an’ getting another wife but I wuzn’t gonna tell you no more unless you told me how y’all liked my story so far. Well, enough of you said you did that I decided to tell you a bit more. The other wife comes later in my story so I better not get ahead of myself.The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now...
My name's Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I'm tellin' you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It's a good thing too or we'd most likely starve to death. I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin' civilized tryin' to scratch out a livin'. My pa failed in everything he tried includin' farmin' an' ranchin' but him an' ma wuz never...
Here’s Chapter 2 (of 14, altogether). I really appreciate the feedback, whether by voting or by dropping me a line. Hope you like Chapter 2! ***** ‘I love Japan, and so many things about Japanese culture, but the lack of furniture drives me nuts,’ Zerzinski said, as he sat down on the couch. ‘Why don’t they all get back problems from sitting on the floor all the time?’ he continued. ‘I don’t know how that works.’ He had a warmth about him that I hadn’t expected. I had never met him til...
Last night (Friday night and St. Paddy’s day) Kip and I had a big night. No snow here and Spring Break crowds so we didn’t expect to be snowboarding early on Saturday morning. Some guys we know from Denver were up so it was 4 gay guys hitting the town!!! Kip’s sister was spending the weekend down in Fort Collins or Boulder or somewhere so we had the house to ourselves. 4 gay guys (Kip and I consider ourselves bi), pretty much unlimited speedo supply, a little bit of booze and a hottub – what...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Mariko and Rie both walked in, carrying trays of dinner. ‘I hope we’re not intruding?’ Rie asked. ‘Not at all,’ I said, momentarily having trouble summoning the words. Mariko said something quietly to Rie in Japanese. Rie listened and then translated. ‘Mariko says she’s sorry she never had a chance to give you that lesson with the espresso machine.’ Then, speaking for both of them, she continued. ‘We understand that you leave here in the morning.’ ‘It’s true, unfortunately,’ I said,...
The diary continued for quite some pages. I was looking forward to reading more later. But there was a schedule to keep. I grabbed my notepad and recorder and headed toward Zerzinski’s place. ‘The thing is,’ Zerzinski said matter-of-factly, ‘if I heard some of the things I have said to you when I was younger, I would have thought I was an asshole.’ ‘Even if you understood the context?’ I asked. He smiled. ‘I was a pretty ideological guy, before… I don’t know. I’d like to think with enough...
I was telling y'all about moving close to Austin an' getting another wife but I wuzn't gonna tell you no more unless you told me how y'all liked my story so far. Well, enough of you said you did that I decided to tell you a bit more. The other wife comes later in my story so I better not get ahead of myself. The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now lived. She already sold off the livestock an' everything else so there wuzn't much...
Reddit HotWife, aka r/HotWife! Well, we’re back at it again. It would seem that we have a new subreddit to review, and this time around it’s /r/HotWife that takes the stage. We all know Reddit.com as a place where you can find pretty much every kind of community. Well, this 18+ community seems to be a very unlikely one because of what it’s supposed to be about. This subreddit is all about people showing off their hot wife as she gets fucked by her boyfriend outside of their marriage. So, you...
Reddit NSFW List"Ok, here are the key clauses for the husband:1. Upon entering this agreement, your status will now be a cuckold or simply cucky. Your wife will be known as the hotwife/mistress and her black owners will be called black bulls.2. Although you are still her husband, you no longer have permission to have any sexual intercourse whatsoever.3. You will be required to wear chastity belt all the time and your hotwife will hold the key to your chastity belt. Or should your hotwife chooses, she can give...
Do you know what a hotwife is? It’s a woman who enjoys the lifestyle of being able to enjoy as many different cocks as she wants while still loving her husband. Of course, for these kinds of women, the dick their husbands provide them with is not enough, so they have to go to other lengths to get the enjoyment they so desperately need. And while you might not be participating in this kind of thing and lifestyle, you might be aroused by it. Maybe you like seeing guys allow their wives to get...
Reddit NSFW ListAs was his habit at lunchtime, Hal left the building and walked through the office park for exercise. It was a partly cloudy day, and for the moment it seemed overcast. On his way to a small path through the woods, he saw her. Sandy was an attractive redhead with a sensual voice who almost always wore a tailored blouse, a roomy ankle-length skirt, and one-inch pumps. Her wardrobe varied in color, patterns, and material, depending upon the season, but always the same ensemble. Hal watched as...
Hey, its me Rajaa back with my new horny story. Directly onto story, i was comming back to my village after 3 years. I was in Mumbai for the past 3 years doing my degree in Photography. I had just completed my degree and was looking for a job. Due to some family issues i had to return to my village. My village was a backward area but because my father was rich, i didn’t face any problem with my studies and my finances. So i am a good looking , well built, rich handsome photographer…. thats what...
Here’s Chapter 3 (of 14, altogether). I really appreciate the feedback, whether by voting, commenting or by dropping me a line. Hope you like Chapter 3! ***** ‘I taught at the public high school in New Canaan,’ Zerzinski told me. ‘One of the few teachers at the school who could afford to live in the town. Thanks to inheritance – the only way any school teacher could possibly live in New Canaan. Unless they’re married to a banker.’ ‘Your parents left you their house?’ I asked. ‘Yeah, the...
HotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
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Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her...
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