Hello, there. My name is Sarina Jean. I'm a big and tall, busty and big-bottomed Black Transsexual of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. People say I remind them of Hollywood Superstar Queen Latifah, only taller and with a much bigger ass. I'm a Business Administration major at Carleton University. This summer is off to a nice start. Gues...
The Brew House was seething with costumed customers, flickering pumpkins, and the drone of the Crypt Kicker Five barely audible over the babbling din. Ed refilled his draft and gazed over the myriad of personalities while absently brushing pretzel crumbs from the front of his oversized black shirt with the words "Official Halloween Costume" stenciled across...
I found this in an old trunk in my attic; it seems to have been among my great-grandfather's papers. Originally, the introductory text and anonymous annotations were in italics - I have placed them in square brackets. I have done my best to copy the text accurately, but there may be errors, because the paper was decomposing and badly stained in places. I pas...
[This story is not intended as a "slam-bam-thank-you-ma'am" porno tale, a semi-literate effort to recount genital jackhammering (either male to female, or vice versa) in such a way as to set a new Olympic record in the 100-metre dash. Your humble author has no problem with any such story, nor with those who enjoy them. That's all a matter of individual taste...
My name is Charles Havers Jameson. A tall, good-looking black gentleman with a body that both sexes can't help but stare at. I'm the man who's going to dazzle you with the story of his life. I'm a senior partner at Darwin & Jameson, one of the top law firms in the Boston Area. I love my job. Practicing law is what I do. The firm got started ten years ago. I...
***Disclaimer*** This story contains very adult themes, with intense watersport play. If you're not open to that sort of thing, this story is certainly not for you. *** As I lay there imagining all the different scenarios, I failed to notice my bedroom door being opened slowly in the background. I had my back to the entrance as a single figure slipped in...
Howdy, folks. The name is Kurt Lob. I'm a tall, good-looking, thirty-something black man living in Virginia. I'm the Athletic Director of Mason College, a private four-year college located near a small town of the same name in Eastern Virginia. The school only has two thousand students. The student body was sixty percent female and forty percent male when I...
It was Wendy's first night at the Vocational College for Girls. School policy calls for eight girls to shower together and Wendy's group was being directed into the showers. The policy also dictates that the girls must hang their towels outside the shower room and pass in front of the guards to enter the showers. The guards were all men so it was extremely...
The Vocational College for Girls is a detention center for young girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two. It is an alternative to prison for girls with minor or first time offences. The girls must attend college-accredited classes and perform community service by working in the small town as part of their punishment. Unfortunately for the girls, th...
I used to think the institution of marriage wasn't for guys like me, until I met the woman I was meant to be with. In my old life I was known as Kendrick Wilkins, but these days I go by the moniker Brother Khalid. I'm a hard-working student at Crossroads College, with a double major in business administration and theology. Someday I will become a preacher. I...