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Mistress Tatiana of Brazil Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Dec 25, 2019
Interracial Love

In the world of BDSM, there are lots of dominant men and an equal or greater number of submissive women. Comparatively, there are far more submissive men than there are dominant women. This leads the submissive men to be constantly on the prowl for the dominant women that they crave. The competition for mistresses, dominatrices and the like among submissive...

From Casselman with Love

by Samuelx on Feb 6, 2018
Interracial Love

Marcel Lucien lay in bed next to his girlfriend Clara Fontaine, in her farm house located at the edge of the predominantly Francophone town of Casselman, Ontario. Clara was sleeping peacefully but Marcel was quite simply restless. He looked out the window and saw that it was snowing. Ah, snow. Marcel absolutely detested the stuff. He loathed having to shovel...

The Servant Ch. 01

by caligula97236 on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 01 - Santa Eduviges Island. Trish Bousquet quietly stared through the airplane window of her first-class seat at the calm Caribbean waters below. The colors she saw were truly special, unique to that part of the world... the brilliant turquoise water punctuated with ragged reefs and dotted with dark green islands. She reflected that she had been in...

Haitian Dominatrix for Haitian

by Samuelx on Aug 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Greetings, dear readers and peons. My name is Anne Junie Anglin. I'm a young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm five-foot-eight, curvy, with dark brown skin and long Black hair. I live close to the Rideau Shopping Center downtown, and attend La Cite Collegiale, where I study Nursing. I want to complete my studies and work as an R.N. at Ot...

Haitian Men are Kings Ch. 03

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Good morning, my brothers and sisters. May the Lord bless you on this beautiful day. My name is Ramon Jean-Claude. I was born in the City of Leon on the island nation of Nicaragua to a Haitian father and Latin mother. I grew up in the City of Boston, State of Massachusetts. My parents emigrated to the United States of America when I was younger. I hold a Doc...

Endless Days & White Knights Ch. 04

by BelleGailmar on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Chapter 4 -- "Weapons of Mass Seduction" Even from hundreds of feet above the ocean -- the 200-foot yacht looked larger than life. As Carver's polished black helicopter circled the vessel -- Caroline could see the name "Cesarine" on the back ("aft" she would later learn to call it) -- the brilliant white ship sparkled like a pearl floating in turquoise sea...

A Black And White Christmas

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I first spotted her on the number nine bus heading from downtown Ottawa to Hurdman Station in the east end. I had been waiting a while for the bus, and got on at the Coventry street stop. The five thirty bus showed up ten minutes late that afternoon, and after waiting in the snow for a while, I was just glad to get on the bus. The bus was packed, because tha...

Japanese Wife For Haitian Scholar

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Edgar, You don't know what it's been like, trying to take care of our son and running things without you," my wife Chiyoko "Chi-Chi" Tanaka-Magloire said to me, tossing aside her briefcase full of legal documents. With a sad little shrug of her shoulders, she sat me down and talked to me. I've been gone for quite some time. One of the perks and drawbacks of...

Nadia Abdelhamid of Morocco

by Samuelx on Apr 4, 2018
Interracial Love

It has often been said that opposites attract, and this holds particularly true in this timely tale of love and woe. Nadia Abdelhamid is a native of metropolitan Casablanca, the most storied city in the Kingdom of Morocco, who finds herself in a torrid romance with her student, Joshua Antoine, a handsome and cocky newcomer to the beautiful City of Casablanca...

Kate Ch. 02

by adamgunn on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Kate and I caught our collective breath, calming ourselves after the great screw we'd just completed. I looked at her, admired the small and winsome breasts, noticed the seep of cum between her legs, the rosiness of her torso. Of course, my penis was a mess, for that was the source of the muck, and I imagine my skin was just as red with the passionate fricti...