This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to any person, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. * Jamal, beer in hand, exits the kitchen, crosses the patio, and makes his way to the shaded end of the pool to join Scott. He's glad he wore a straw hat along with his sunglasses, that sun is capital 'B' brutal! It's early afternoon but the temperature is alre...
Jamal stood in awe at the side of the road. Dusk had fallen and his work on the tobacco farm was done for the day. Jamal was from Jamaica and travelled north for the past two summers for field work in Ontario. He was two kilometres in to his four kilometre walk home and was looking forward to getting home, cracking open a beer and putting his feet up for the...
"Lots of Black females enjoy watching Black guys taking White dicks up their asses and I am one of them," Aisha Ali said, and the six-foot-two, curvy and Afro-sporting, deliciously big-bottomed young Black Canadian Muslim woman began fingering her wet, hairy pussy while watching her boyfriend Jamal Ahmed go at it with their mutual friend, a bisexual Irishman...
"Fuck it!" yelled Sandra disconsolately as she threw her racquet away in disgust. Breathing hard she sank to the ground and leaned back against the wall of the court. With perspiration glistening on her brow and her cheeks flushed with exertion, Shona stood, hands resting on her hips, breathing deeply. "Another game?" she enquired. Sandra shook her head....
Note: This story is the sixty-sixth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous sixty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
*all characters in this story are 18 years of age or older* * * * * * My body was weary but my soul was satisfied as I walked across the parking light on the warm spring night. In the gym I had just left the company of Andre and his friend Marquis, who had become my second black lover this weekend. It was Sunday night and I decided that this had been, with...
The birth of her first child could not have been any better. Actually. According to newspaper reports by the boulevard press Duchess Kaye gave birth to her son completely without palliative painkillers in a natural way. Of course they couldn't keep it as a secret: While the 31 year-old Kaye flew with her famous husband, also 31 years old, and the new born...
Joe picked me up at 6:00 and we went to dinner. Joe was excited with his news the company that contracted Joe's wanted Joe to hire on with them. He informed me that it would be more money and less travel, and he wanted me to move with him, I had to decline with the legal issues I was involved with. Kelli and I made an offer on the apartment building we live...
Sally Anne was walking through the multi story car park in the early afternoon, after dropping her car there to go shopping in the city centre. It was also to pick up her dress for her hen night that very evening, she was getting married in a weeks time to her life long childhood sweetheart, the only boy she had ever loved even though they had broken up two...
Special Thanks to April Rose who edited my story. ***** I vividly remember the day when I joined Jet Airways as an Air-hostess. I still remember that wonderful moment when my name was called and I was selected. Though my parents were not in favor of the idea, I still took that leap of faith, knowing I had all the traits to make it big in this profession: I...