"I'm a Demon, taking out fiends is what I do," I said quietly as I sat across from the police detectives, in this cold 'interview' room, somewhere inside the Toronto Police Service headquarters. The two detectives, a burly, fifty-something white guy named Doyle Connors, and a slender, dark-haired Latina named Marissa Lopez, exchanged a smile and shook their...
This is the first story I have ever attempted to write. I'm fairly well educated, and am pretty imaginative when I'm half asleep in my huge bed. My entire life I have wanted to be a Special Forces soldier in the military (either Recon or Green Berets), and like to fantasize about rescuing beautiful women from dire situations :D. If you would like to comment,...
My name is Mohammed Aziz, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Kano, northern Nigeria, to a Nigerian father and Iranian mother. Seven in the morning on February 5, 1988. That's when I came into this world. Due to my unique heritage, I look quite different from most Nigerians. I stand six feet...
Another night on the prowl, solitary as always. He shot a disgusted look at a young woman he saw stepping into a bus, a Twilight book tucked under her arm. If only the humans knew what the existence of Vampires was truly like, they'd stop fantasizing about it. He caught his reflection on the mirror of a nearby bus stop, and almost smiled. An almost seven-foo...
The Oswald State Penitentiary, also called the Emerald City, stands alone as the most complex and dangerous state penitentiary in the United States of America. Governor James Devlin praises Oz as a model prison. Warden Glynn runs the place with an iron fist. The prison's diverse population, split between Black gangsters known as the Homeboys, Latinos, Italia...
"Can you guess where I'm from?" Janice Goetsch asked, a wry grin on her face, as she sat opposite Mamadou Saraki inside the Carleton University library. They were on the third floor, the so-called quiet floor, and instead of working on their Death Penalty: Opposite Viewpoints assignment, they were bantering while a fresh sheen of snow blanketed campus, and t...
"Hello Miss Nigeria," Stephen Marcel said, as he looked at the six-foot-tall, curvy young black woman who emerged from the elevator and stepped onto the Carleton University library fourth floor. Clad in a dark gray vest over a white blouse and dark gray Capri pants, she was quite stunning. With rapturous midnight skin, a voluptuous body and a thick Afro, Nan...
So, you're big and strong Black Muslim man, eh? You're used to little White chicks throwing themselves at you because you're the African stud with the big dick? Well, I've got news for you, Mister Black Man. Tonight, you're going to be my bitch. That's right! My own personal bitch. I'm going to fuck you in the ass with my strap-on dildo until you cry. I won'...
At last, Jonathan Jean-Baptiste felt like he was finally where he belonged. Lying on his back on a kitchen counter with a strap-on dildo buried deep inside his asshole. The big and tall young Black man stroked his cock as he got the fucking of a lifetime. The person fucking him was none other than his lover and next door neighbour Arianna Kennel O'Bannon. Th...
If I were to read this story as if someone else had written it, I would probably give up halfway, thinking it's nothing but rubbish and lies. That's why it has been over a year, before I've decided to tell the story. You can believe it or not, that's up to you, I'm doing it because I promised my wife I would. It concerns the lovely little Irish singer Saman...