Salutations, dear reader. My name is Mario Jean Constantin and I'm a young man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the town of Laval, Quebec, to a French Canadian mother, Beatrice Tremblay, and a Haitian immigrant father, Leonard Constantin. It's not easy being half black and half white in Canada, even though I grew up on the outskirts of Mo...
I spend a lot of time cruising the Internet looking at porn. I don't care about kinky stuff, and I am bored by professional porn workers. What I like is true amateur porn; people who put their photos and movies on the web because they enjoy sex and find it exciting to show that pleasure to others. There are many, many sites that pretend to show amateurs, and...
Miss Prim's intense erotic session with David was enough to keep her fulfilled...for a few days!! Fortunately, her last coaching session with Simon, Ray, and Isaac was about to take place and Miss Prim could hardly wait! She wore no bra and her skimpiest thong for the occasion, humming and bouncing along as she climbed the steps to her 2nd floor studio. Ins...
Gene Bardwell stared at the beauty sitting in the front row of pews as he settled in behind the pulpit and prepared for that Sunday's sermon. As he did, he could feel the stirring in his groin that he always felt when he thought about her. And he was especially excited on this day because of the material he'd chosen for his sermon that day. He smiled sardon...
It was harvest time, and the Teikweidi village was abuzz with new work and new life. The salmon catching season has reached its height. After having gone upriver to spawn in the spring, the salmon now returned and gave themselves to the Teikweidi village to be harvested. The entire village took to the beaches, rivers, and streams to catch and prepare them. D...
Chapter 7: Akiyo "Mother?" Meiko called from the hall. "Oh!" She gasped when seeing me still in bed with Mistress Su. Well, we were only kind-of in bed. Mistress sat with her head slumped forward while I sat on my knees behind massaging her neck and back. "Good morning, Meiko. What time did you go to bed?" "I, I don't know. It was very late." "I'm sure...
It was a typical Sunday afternoon as she shopped at her favorite produce market, perusing the aisles for her favorite fresh fruits and vegetables, quickly scanning her hungry, blue eyes over the many rows of healthy delights for some occasional exotic fruit the store owner provided. Charlotte was in fine physical condition for a woman of forty-five years and...
This part of the story picks up where Chapter 1 left off. Please feel free to let me know what you think. * A few hours later, Bitsy heard the light step of one of Stuart's maids on the stone steps. She had spent the last few hours cursing herself a hundred times a fool. To her shame, away from the king's mesmerizing influence, she was able to focus on wha...
Shortly after having started her new job at the hospital, which recently had been acquired by the Raelians, the powerful religious sect whose teachings Darla was supposed to have learned as part of her new job at the Raelian owned hospital, she met Pierre, a recently divorced general practitioner whom had recently been recruited by the Raelians to train new...
The last two weeks at the rehab facility were brutal; there's no other word for how rough it was. I had to learn to get around on crutches with a cast still on my left wrist while dragging around my right leg in a long cast, and a surgical boot on my right foot. Almost any pressure on the right foot was a new experience in pain, both in the foot and up the l...