Right now, I can't believe what is happening to me, folks. However, I can't honestly say that I hate it. The name is Sylvester Vincent. A big and tall Haitian-American guy living in the city of Nepean, Canadian Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard during the summer and attend Carleton University. Oh, and I'm a very kinky and horny bastard. This su...
"Excuse me. Sorry!" Duncan slipped through the crowd of the Fall Festival, careful not to let the pair of cheerleaders escape his sight. Luckily for him, their red cheer uniforms stood out in the crowd and even as taller figures moved between them blocking his view, it only took a glimpse to find them again. Also, he knew that they were headed to t...
"Blessed be." Katharine blew out the blood red candle in the middle of the pentagram she was sat in. She cleaned the blood off her hands and put all her candles away, her parents were due home any minute and if they find out what she was doing they would do a lot worse then burn her at the stake. They were strict Catholics who had rammed the religion down...
Chapter 5: He Pays Her a Visit Leslie was pinned up against the cubicle wall in her son's school toilets. Her son's bully held her up in his muscular arms and thrust into her. Her arms were wrapped tightly round his upper body, her head nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent as she came to orgasm. She called out loudly with each pounding Stuart gave...
My mom, Cindy, insisted that I invite Roger, the guy that has been bullying me both at school and in the neighborhood ceaselessly for the last 6 months, over for dinner. She believed that he was a nice guy at heart and that we would hit it off if I had just extended an invitation. I tried to tell her about all the things he does to me, but she shrugged it o...
A Quick Note Before this story starts, I must ask you to remember that it's not just the rich, famous and extremely good looking that are lucky enough to have a fantastic life when it comes to sex, relationships and the elation these brings us. People from all walks of life have personas that allow them to live this kind of lifestyle, or at least some of it...
“You have fallen into brooding,” she said in a soft voice. At her insistence, we sat together on the sofa to talk. “You’ve been like this for many months, now. So, tell me about it.” This beautiful woman, who could have had any man in the world, had long ago chosen me. She has continued to choose me every day of our lives together. We have been lovers, frien...
[This isn't a sex story. There is a little sex in the story. This is a story about a Bully and how a family handled the threat. It could happen this way. If you think there was/is a better way to handle the Bully, write the story. I'd like to read it.] "Did Jackie talk to you about the Bully?" Xia asked her husband. "What Bully?" Matt looked up fro...
Right now, I can't believe what is happening to me, folks. However, I can't honestly say that I hate it. The name is Sylvester Vincent. A big and tall Haitian-American guy living in the city of Nepean, Canadian Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard during the summer and attend Carleton University. Oh, and I'm a very kinky and horny bastard. This s...
I guess I should start this narrative out by giving a little background information. Matthew Pearson is my name. I'm 43 years of age. I am a veteran of two wars, or conflicts I guess you could call them. Saw combat in the first, when I was just a tad over 18. Killed a few men, saved a few fellow Marines, saved a few civilians. Hero stuff I suppose. I don't t...