Concordia University Texas Stories

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Black Werewolves in North America

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...

Quebec Women and Haitian Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The name is Franklin Joseph. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. Presently I'm studying Criminology at Concordia University and I also work part-time as a Mobile Supervisor for a Security Company. I've been in the Confederation of Canada since July 2008. It's been a little more than two years. So far, I ki...

Quebec Women Are Super

by Samuelx on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

The world is always talking trash about us. Black men and White women. But my Jessica and I are so into each other that we don't care. My name is Steven Saint-Fleur. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. Three years ago I moved here from Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti. Just a guy with a dr...

Ayaan And Joel In Montreal

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Birds of a feather flock together, as they say. I respectfully disagree. Opposites attract, and it often works wonders. Please allow me to elaborate on that, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Joel Saint-Vincent, and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a French Canadian mother. My folks, Lucas Saint-Vincent and Marlene...

A Montreal University Romance

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The stereotype about us bisexual men is that we're serial cheaters, disease spreaders and that we couldn't be honest if God Himself ordered us to do so. What a load of crap! As if there's a link between sexual orientation and dishonesty. Sounds like a character issue rather than a sexual one if you ask me, but what do I know? In case you're wondering who the...

Somali MILF For Haitian Boyz

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Whenever I see a tall, dark-skinned Black woman with a big ass, I just want to bend her over and fuck her. Does that make me a sexist pig? I sincerely doubt it. As far as I'm concerned, that makes me a normal Black man. The name is Miguel Pierre and I'm a brother living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian...

A Superhuman Mastermind in Time

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

They call me horrendous company. What a load of crap. It's amazing how people manage to make themselves look good and shamelessly discredit the opposition when telling their side of the story. I'm sure those xenophobic goons in 1940s Germany had a good story when they were made to pay for what they did. My name is Alex Des-Pres. A big and tall young Black ma...

Haitian Women are Goddesses

by Samuelx on Aug 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The first time I saw Marianne Casimir, I fell in love with her. The five-foot-eleven, busty and big-bottomed, dark-skinned Haitian beauty was bending over to tie her shoe. And I was glad I wasn't driving because I might have had an accident. I practically walked into a wall when I saw her...but it's hard to be upset because she's so hot. My name is Stephen M...

From Winnipeg With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Greetings, folks. My name is Algoma "Allie" Witashnah and I'm a young Aboriginal woman living in the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba. My father, George is Aboriginal, originally from the Sioux band, and my mother, Beatrice Kensington, is originally from Berkshire, England, but moved to Canada in the 1980s. I am the daughter of two worlds, but fiercely and proudly...

Monsters Like You and Me

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Let me be your hero, I thought as I gazed upon her as she slept in the Montreal-Nord apartment, on the bed we shared. How lovely she looked. Only five-foot-seven, slim, with light bronze skin, long black hair and light brown eyes. After gazing upon her countless times, I knew every part of her. Every strand of hair, every inch of skin, every touch and every...