Real Black men don't fear strap-on sex, I told myself as I got ready for the evening's planned sexual domination activities. My name is Jacques Saint Aubin. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study civil engineering. I'm twenty six years old and happily marr...
Tom Caley's international stardom had virtually happened overnight. After a few years of minor talent competitions, the 18 year-old's debut album had girls all over the world fawning over him. Those perfect pretty boy looks and soppy love songs made him a natural heartthrob. His audiences (almost all female) screamed for him. Dozens of burly security men wer...
"God. She's hot!" She looks over at him. What an asshole. Well, maybe not an asshole, but definitely a bastard. The girl who had sauntered out onto the runway was in fact, now that she looked at her, pretty hot. Big round firm tits, nipples like two ripe cherries waiting to be plucked, a flat hard belly, high, proud ass and legs that looked like the ripp...
Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...
Consider, if you will, this online world that we live in. People meet, talk, learn, love and hate without ever seeing each other. Everything in that world revolves around words, as they are written, or "spoken". Assume for a moment, that you came face to face with someone from that world, out there in the real world. Would words really be necessary? This is...
Here I am yet again, cleaning some rich asshole's pool. I never really understood why they couldn't do it themselves, none of this is really that difficult. Do they really think that they're too important to clean their own pools? I guess I'm happy for the income, but it still pisses me off. There are much better things I could be doing, things that could ac...
The Keeper reddened in shame, glancing away even though she lacked eyes. There was no hiding this, no claiming innocence; not even a hollow would believe any lie she could possibly weave. "I'm sorry, I hoped not to... disgust you with my deformity." She whispered. "You do not disgust me." The Ashen knelt, a warm hand wrapping around her shaft, warmer lip...
The snow began to fall around six p.m., and by eight the world was blanketed in a soft layer of powder. Lilith turned up the heater and snuggled down close under the covers, wishing that she weren't going to spend another holiday alone. Small, plain Lilith of the books, and the laptop was alone again on Yule. Shunned by her strict Catholic family. Living in...
I'm convinced that I have been sexually aware since I w as three years old. This is not to say that I had a sex life at that early age. Not at all. All I'm saying is that I can distinctly remember being very attracted to beautiful woman, at that young age and the subsequent electrical surge that passed through my little body. Of course, that was then and th...
This is part of the larger pain peace that I have. Could put that up in the future, but liked this bit, if I can remember what I had : Also want to write to follow-up to this, but not know what to call it? * The cool air broke as I came from the trees, the morning air was thick as I had underestimated what the time would be from the house, but I am in no r...