"Nobody understands my desires or who I am," Mack Browne said, and the six-foot-three, burly and dark-skinned, twenty-something African American man sighed deeply. Sitting opposite him inside the Bridgehead cafe located on Metcalfe Street in downtown Ottawa, Mack's friend Melody Robillard pondered that, wondering how to help her friend in his time of need......
"Tell me your most hidden desires, mon cher, and don't hold back," Malaika Diallo said, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, attractive, thirty-something Senegalese American Muslim woman leaned back in her chair, and smiled coyly at her interviewee. This was the moment of truth, where a certain Haitian brother who'd been talking tough for months online would finall...
Kneeling before my gorgeous Haitian goddess Esther, I am at last where I was born to be. My name is Steve Voltaire and I am a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I used to think the Black girls in my church were boring and dull, since most of them never put out, you know? Like most brothers, Christian or otherwise, I had...
You are tantalized by my presence, a curvy Black woman with a thick Afro and a big beautiful Black ass, standing decked out in shiny Black leather in front of you. I've been told I have quite the presence. What's my name? You are mystified by me. No names. Does it matter? Not at all. I am your Black Mistress, and I've come to fuck the hell out of you and dom...
What's good, boo? My government name is Josephine Ajoku, and I'm originally from Port Harcourt, Nigeria. I came to Canada a long time ago as an international student, majoring in Computer Science at the University of Ottawa, and opted to stay after I got my permanent residence. I also remade myself from prim and proper, church-going Nigerian gal into a full-...
I just felt like writing something kind of fun and light hearted. Don't bother to comment on how stupid and unrealistic it is. It is just supposed to be a fun read. If you are looking for realism and technical accuracy, this isn't for you. Make any comments about how ludicrous the situation is, and know that I am laughing at you. Some might say that there i...
Introduction: This can be read as a stand alone story, but if you want to understand the Island, you should read Chapter 8 at least. It is probably best to read the entire tale, but it is not necessary. For those of you who are following the series, Beercan is not in this chapter, but he will be in all of the following ones. ***** A Week in Femdom Villa...
I watched her walk naked into the room, my eyes devouring every nuance and curve as my heart raced and my flaccid cock began to stir. Her bright green eyes sparkled knowingly and a mischievous grin danced on her full lips. She was beautiful, sexy, intelligent and giving and I loved all of those things about her and more. I'd first met her nearly a decade ear...
The muscles in her hips she had pressed into use as she fucked fantasy-Darrian the night before were actually sore the next morning as Taryn went through her gym routine. It was a delicious soreness. She looked forward to exercising those muscles so they wouldn't be sore. Taryn was ready. She just couldn't find a guy to peg. So it was good ol' dependab...
Fella's are you looking for a little backdoor action? Maybe you want those cheeks to feel the sting of a riding crop, or you want your boipussy filled with a firm supple dildo, or maybe you're just looking for a girl who will put your manclitty in a cage and tell you what a bad boy you've been! Come on down to Cissy's Pegging Parlour where your dreams become...