You won't find much sex in this short tale, readers. But be polite, and read it anyway. Reactions, feedback are important to us struggling writers. ***** I want to share with you an experience I had last year, in summer. I was on one of my regular visits to family. One evening, I went to a very popular restaurant with a girlfriend. It was a fixed price, u...
"Nice ass, them Indian girls sure got nice bums on them nowadays," Geoffrey Kean said to himself as he spotted the tall, curvy, Sari-wearing young Indian woman getting off the 95 bus at Mackenzie King Bridge in downtown Ottawa. This particularly Indian cutie strode through the crowded hallways of the Rideau Shopping Center like she owned the place, sashaying...
Meet Stephanie Voltaire, a young woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Tall and curvy, with dark chocolate skin and a stylish Afro, Stephanie is fiercely proud of her Haitian origins. While attending Carleton University, Stephanie studies business administration and hopes to make her mark by also celebrating black art and literature...
Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit. This story is pure fantasy and in no way a true representation of real life. It is not intended to offend, though it might. Please remember: It's all fantasy! Any and all feedback is much welcomed; please feel free to e-mail me any thoughts you may have. *** Karl went into his house and was greeted by his t...
This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. I lay back on the bed and thought of the happenings of the past few weeks while the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club premises cl...
A two day drive to Los Angeles and the road just seem to get longer and longer. She had been driving across the Mojave Desert and came to the first place that offered a cold drink. A rustic old service station on the side of the road. A soda machine was in plain view, like an oasis. "Hi." Lynn addressed the elderly Indian lady sitting outside by a table of...
I am a world class poker player with the winnings to back up my claim. When I have the dice in my hand, craps is not really a game of chance. I am an expert marksman with a pistol, even off a fast draw. I have a black belt in kung-fu. Why yes, I do happen to make my living as a gambler. How did you ever guess? Due to the nature of my business and the dark,...
CHAPTER 11 Sexy Hunting And Fucking Partner's Call Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 71. Throughout my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women t...
"Go back to sleep, babe, I've got this," I whispered to my wife Amal as I got up, and went to check on our son, Little Omar. Lying in his crib, in his small bedroom, ten and a half meters from our own bedroom, little Omar is awake in the middle of the night and crying, which is not an unusual occurrence. I take my son into my arms and smile at him, rocking h...
"So, you are bi-curious and also fantasize about fetish stuff like bondage, forced chastity and cuckolding?" Anika "Annie" Shaji asked her husband, Stephen Robillard, and the big and tall Black man smiled and nodded sagely. They lay in bed, discussing their fantasies and ways to spice up their love lives. Like a lot of couples whose family life had taken pre...