My name is Sean Des-Pres. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Two years ago I graduated from the Police Foundations Program at Algonquin College. These days, I'm a fourth-year Criminology student at Carleton University. It's been a tough year so far. The first breath of the year 2012 has been bitterly c...
"Not bad, you look sexy, both of you," Rana Laveau said, and she smiled to herself as she beheld the two gorgeous studs who stood before her in all of their glory. To her right stood Detroit-born Jefferson Keen, a fine piece of chocolate at six-foot-two and two hundred and twenty five pounds. With his wiry yet muscular build, his slick goatee and stylish Afr...
The following is a rewrite of my story The Journey Begins with some minor and major changes to the story. Currently I am focusing on the story with the reader being able to skip the sex scenes if they wish. I walked with a skip in my step and a smile on my face as I headed down the road. I had no particular plan of where I was going or what I was going to do...
A year ago, I moved to a condo near a neighborhood of vintage single-family homes. Inge is a mom who lives in a house on the corner near my place. She's a very attractive wife who must be in her mid-forties. She is from Denmark, and her English has a delightful accent that adds to her allure. Inge is tall with light brown hair that falls to her shoulders. H...
I am currently rewriting this story with lessons learned from the first go-round. I plan to release the story into volumes if it goes well with the first volume taking place in the human kingdom. I was originally putting this rewrite under the original but decided it's better to create its own separate story entry. A smile crossed my lips as I came over the...
On my 40th birthday, our family doctor, and long time friend Sally Mathers told me I was heading for an early grave because of my “gutless drunken” lifestyle. She pointed to my heavy smoking, excessive drinking, poor diet, and lack of exercise as the cause. “A few years ago you were one of this countries leading footballers, you were an all round sportsman...
I love big Black women. I've been addicted to big beautiful Black ladies ever since I could remember. I've been collecting videos and magazines specifically geared to my unique interest for ages. My name is Jackson LeBrun. I'm twenty seven years old and I'm a Canadian man of Haitian descent who's strongly attracted to Black women. I'm addicted to the Black l...
This chapter works as a stand-alone story. It is filed under "Transsexuals & Crossdressers" as Tim is forced, against his will, to dress as a girl, but it contains BDSM scenes. Some readers of the series may wish to go directly to "Tim Ch. 4 - The Finale, Tim is beaten and humiliated as never before." * Miss Christensen leaned over her CCTV monitor, watch...
Iona was not sure how long she laid there. A pain in her chest made breathing exhausting. This pain moved through her body till everything ached. Tears were never a general thing with her; she cried till empty. This was worse than physical abuse; that could only break her back. This broke her spirit. Her spirit was her only pride. To her it had value. There...
Jaycee wore some loose, gauzy white thing that whipped about her legs as Angel led her towards the edge of the canyon. Rex beamed at his girls. This day was perfect. Well, almost. Ryan was already so deeply undercover that he could not be there. Considering how quickly they had managed to arrange the damned thing that was impressive, even for the federal gov...