My name is Stephen Paul Bastille. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I recently moved there from my beloved City of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts. These days, I major in Criminal Justice at Carleton University. And I'm a man with a secret. Okay, I'm a man with many secrets. I have issu...
Hello again everyone, thank you for all the response and excitement from my first two pieces, I definitely am hoping that each one is better than the last. This series is one I am particularly excited about, and I hope you all enjoy it. I know that many of you enjoy the butt stuff, so I wanted to make sure that there is a series that is dedicated to that, be...
My name is Lazarus Brown. I am a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I attend Brockton University. I am majoring in criminal justice and someday, I'm going to be a Brockton City policeman. Until then, I'm enjoying all the sexy and mean things a sexy young man with money and loose morals can do. Just so yo...
Ginger you cant be serious about getting a tattoo. I am starting to think possibly that this night will never end. Not to mention we both have work tomorrow. After Ginger gives me a kiss I am convinced. We explore Google and find an all night tattoo parlor. The whole excitement of this girl never getting a tattoo. I am starting to believe this little but...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Candice Michelle, Mickie James, or any WWE/WWF stars for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Candice Michelle hadn't meant to fall in love with Mickie James. The bubbly wrestler was supposed to be another piece of ass she would use for her pleasure. But she j...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Wow, this place really is a palace." Anna beamed as she walked into Beyonce's bedroom like she owned the place, "Good for you Queen B, living the high life everywhere you go, l...
How long would it take for Ginger to give me a call. I have to admit In my mind I had been thinking about her all morning. Now I get a phone call from Ginger. Ginger admits to being in office bathroom at work rubbing her pussy. Having thoughts of our Saturday night fun. Ginger had that sneaky voice and idea of her leaving work early to get a hotel room to f...
Butt-fucking a six-foot-tall, big-booty, ugly-faced plump black slut. Is there anything better to do on a Friday night? That's the question I was asking myself at this very moment. I held a tight grip on her wide hips and watched her big booty jiggle as I slammed my cock deep into her asshole. Andrea Medeiros squeals as I continue my wanton exploration of he...
By 2009 Trish Stratus had no desire to return to the ring full-time but it was an incredible thrill to come back for one match just to hear the roar of the crowd. She had just been in one of those comeback matches, this being a six-man inter-gender, and her team had won and she loved every minute of it. She had also loved guest hosting RAW which had given he...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Maryse Ouellet, Melina, Beth Phoenix, or any WWE/WWF stars for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Beth Phoenix was on the edge. At first she hadn't taken Maryse Ouellet as a credible threat, and why would she? The things she was saying was absurd. Especially...