Always hold your head high when walking in the sea of hostility, I say to my grandson Djohar "Joe" Pierrot. Thanks grandma, the six-foot-tall, honey-colored young man says as he gently kissed my forehead. With a sigh, he pulled away from me. Tugging at his collar, he straps on his backpack and gets ready to leave. Enjoy your classes at U of T, I shout to him...
Darien leaned down and planted her soft, juicy lips on mine. I savored the sweet taste of he her mouth for a moment before I noticed her tongue inside mine. She was French kissing me! This was all new territory for me. I had never kissed a girl, let alone let one run her tongue all over the inside of my mouth. It was all too sweet, too real.... Darien pull...
Hello, there. My name is Carl Haworth. Well, in this life anyway. I have so many names. The Conqueror. The Destroyer. The God of Travels. The Master. Take your pick. Call me by any name, I'm here for only one purpose. Your destruction, of course. I'm a six-foot-tall, slender and very good-looking black man living in a nice townhouse in the Back Bay neighborh...
Life is funny, man. People are so rarely what they appear to be. Take me for example. Sophie Des-Pres. A French-Canadian woman with a zest for life and a voracious sexual appetite. My ruling passions basically dominate my existence. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of chubby, with dirty blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I have a curvy body, big tits...
What's up people? My name is Nadia Kassar and I'm a twenty-two-year-old young Lebanese Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Although born and raised in Sept Iles, eastern Quebec, I've called metropolitan Ottawa home for six years now. I attend Carleton University, where I study Criminal Justice. At the beginning of the year, I met a tall, fi...
The following story involves you. You are behind the scenes of a porn set and the director talks to you and direct her cast and crew. You watch as they make this porn film. The entire story and the characters are fictional. If you wish to comment, then please do, but be kind as I'm new at this and I am still learning how to write these kinds of stories. Enjo...
#11 Clarifying Masturbation "George, we have to have a family meeting! Right Now!" I was a jangle of unhappy red hair. "Sure. I'll call Jessica. Jess, please come down here! We need to talk!" As soon as she entered the room, I broke down and bawled. "I never meant to! It was an accident! I never thought it was contagious! Now I've caught it, and the spank...
All my life, I had the feeling that I was somehow wrong in being an angel. I'd always had certain desires that seemed strange for a celestial being. Even as a cherub, when I saw the Seraphim soaring upward ... my impulse was to go down! But finally, I thought I saw what part in the Lord's grand plan I was to play. No doubt, you've heard all about that ap...
Prolog: Because we are currently engaged in "Slavery by Syndication," it is difficult for modern man to assert his individuality. Adding to the dilemma of "socialization," we have a syndicated academia that strain to seduce capitalistic communism onto their current students -- which attempts to robotize young minds by creating a higher educational power (a...
The name is Mitchell Saint James. This here is the story of what I've done. I am a district attorney working for the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. A six-foot-one, lean and black-haired, green-eyed Caucasian male of English and Norwegian descent in his early thirties. By day, I lead a normal life in most aspects. Just a single heterosexual white male profe...