They held hands as they walked down a garden pathway that led toward the Breeding House. The signpost at the pathway's entrance told them exactly that. And if that wasn't enough, there were other couples walking ahead of them possibly heading in the same direction and they appeared familiar with where they were going. Gladys glanced over her shoulder and saw...
Salutations, dear reader. Thank you kindly for dropping by and reading my little tale. The name is Mustapha Feiruz, and I am a young black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in business administration, and I am one of thousands of recent college and university gr...
"Trevor Villeneuve, what the fuck are you looking at, pervert?" came a shrill feminine voice, interrupting me as I sat at a computer on a remote corner of the Learning Commons sector in the Carleton University library. There I was, discretely watching porn instead of working on my assignment for my Surveying And Graphics class. I'm in the civil engineering p...
Finally I have a free day tomorrow, after so much time without been able to see anything different to my office desk. Too many errands, commitments and work. I'm lucky to have a job today with the current situation and I am thankful about any extra job when I have the time to do it. If the sky is clear tomorrow, I will go to the beach to swim in the sea but...
Mark Holloway groaned as he sat up in bed and reached behind him to touch Madison. It was six o'clock on Saturday morning in Birmingham, Alabama. His hand met only a cool pillow and undisturbed sheets. Then he recalled with an increase in his heartbeat that she was due to arrive at the Birmingham International Airport later in the afternoon. She could do won...
Chapter One "I'm giving you the business, son." I stared at my father blankly. If the famous Carl Rayburn, founder and sole proprietor of Carl's Cuties Slave Emporium, had turned green and grown two heads, I might have managed a word. But this -- stunned silence. "Oh, yeah, it's a done deal. All the t's are dotted and the i's are crossed," my father chuck...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...
Walter has just finished college and is spending one last summer taking care of his weird uncle's cabin located on Pond Cove, a secluded area surrounded by a government nature preserve. All of the other owners, except one, have been bought out by the government which wants to turn Pond Cove into a frog sanctuary. Walter meets his neighbors for the summer– si...
Part 1 - Not In Public! So far, the weekend had been one of the best that we’ve shared. On the previous evening, we’d begun celebrating our tenth anniversary with a bottle of champagne, romantic music, and some of the most passionate lovemaking we’ve shared since our honeymoon. We had even fallen asleep early, lying in each other’s arms, and holding tightly...
“See you when you get back from vacation Stephanie,” I said as I took off walking down the sidewalk. It was 9:30 on a beautiful Sunday night. The sky was clear and all the stars were shining brightly. I was quietly humming as I walked home, looking up at the sky often. When I was only a few blocks away from my house, an arm tightly wrapped around my neck. I...