Hey, there. My name is Fancy Jeannine Etienne. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, which I constantly prowl while looking for sexy, well-hung men of all races. I am a Criminology student by day and a wanton sexual explorer and dominatrix by night. I recently discovered th...
This story was my first try at the dark future genre. With the nomination of THE RUN for a year end award, there has been renewed interest in that story as well as requests for more. This story introduces several of the minor characters and expands upon the world. It isn't necessary to have read The Run to enjoy this story, but if you have, it will give you...
By now, you should know the game. Bernard Lamont is the name. A big and tall, openly bisexual Haitian man living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I major in Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto. Prior to that, I attended city college in the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm having the time of my life these days, folks. Hooking up with sexy Black,...
I am not entirely sure how I first started to talk to Anna, it just seemed natural and easy, one minute we were on our own, the next companions on a strange journey but perhaps I should go back a little. I travel a great deal and visit many remote parts of the world as part of my job. Despite most people thinking it is very glamorous to travel let me tell y...
I was in the office before 8 AM. Talla was already there. When she brought me my coffee I told her she was to live at the hotel for the next few days and that I had arranged a room for her. She was to take her meals with the rest of the group from now on. I asked her to give the liaison officer a ring and tell her what she wanted in the way of food so they c...
Mary Jane swallowed apprehensively as she helped Steven Cornwall pull his shirt off over his head, kick off his boat shoes, unbuckle his trousers and slide them down his legs. Her best girlfriend's husband leered lazily at her. He pulled off his socks and dropped his briefs. Now he was as naked as she was with one difference. She held the envelope he'd just...
What a fuck up! It’s taken almost a week, but I am happy to say I am a free man again. Fucking Columbians were able to keep the legal wheels to a crawl; Chang my lawyer had been keeping me up to speed on the occurrences. The fucking charges were, in my opinion, misfiled on purpose, so when the judge looked at them, and he could not pass judgement, so the cha...
The next morning, all the eight Astarte nuns were in the nunnery's garden, waiting for John and Jane to take their measures. As the garden was within the cloister, everybody was in his/her birthday suit -- luckily, the weather was mild. John noticed that the nuns' waists and butts were apparently identical, so he proposed Jane to measure them first. She agr...
When you think of cuckolding, what do you envision? A Black dude with a big dick fucking some lusty White woman in front of her lame, limp-dick White hubby. That's the most common misconception about cuckolding, that it involves lame males and overly sexual females. That's just a stereotype, ladies and gentlemen. Please inform yourselves before making snap d...
Author's note For those who have asked for nit, this chapter actually has some sex in it :-) Have fun. Talemaster * Earth was looming large on the screen. We had come out of hyperspace several hours ago and were on our final approach. I am not given much to sentimentality, but seeing Earth so clearly before me always touches me deeply. I had not been h...