By now, I trust that I require no introduction. Just in case you're new to reading about my exploits, I shall give you the rundown. The name is Stephen. Big and tall young Black man living in the Province of Ontario, Canada. My fans know me as The Hijab Hunter. Let me tell you about my latest victim, uh, encounter, I mean. I've had the pleasure of hooking up...
A few weeks ago I related a true story about one of our MFM encounters. I mentioned we had another planned in a few weeks with a rather largely endowed gentleman and I would be back. Well, I am back with another true episode. We met James for lunch late November and he appeared to be everything he said he was in his e-mail response to our ad. We had placed...
"This Thanksgiving was almost ruined" I thought to myself as the plane touched down. I was finally home. I'm a project manager for a mid-size IT consulting firm with clients all over the country. This job pays me very well which allows me to provide a very comfortable life for my family. The downside is that, with more money, comes more responsibilities. I...
Chapter 2: Awesome Endowment "So, how did the baseline exams go?" Karen Naylor, MD, Associate Dean of Clinical Research and Director of the university's Clinical Research Department, looked at the woman sitting across from her desk. She had known Brandee since just after college. Karen scrutinized with disapproval the changes in her friend/employee's appe...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Rebecca's Tales, Part 4 The grocers were fairly busy for that time of day, Rebecca thought. It wasn't the end of the week, when people got paid either at work or from the government. Nor was a storm on its way, which always sent people out in search of milk, bread, and eggs. It was a normal mid-week afternoon. Wednesday; four-forty-five p.m. Still, the park...
A firm hand gripped November by the arm and she was led through the spacious Santiago Complex in silence. She expected the man's home to be among the more lavish and extravagant residences on the Jovis V station, but this meant nothing to her now. Once she'd been a spy, a top-notch intelligence officer, unflappable, ready for anything, always prepared. Now s...
A.N. Once more into the fray! WELCOME TO BOOK THREE OF THE LOST BOY!! WHOOOOOOOPPP!! Lol, thank you for your patience while this came out :) I'm excited to continue the adventures of Ian and the ladies! The Following Contains: Futa on femboy, girlcock, up boy booty, some coerced sex like dub-con, but other than that, back into the same old escapades of...
Note: The characters and events in this story and any subsequent chapters are purely fictitious, any similarities to a real person is coincidental and unintended. Any and all sex in this story is between characters over the age of 18. No actual vampires were abused at any time. This story is part Fantasy, Polyamory, Harem, Romance, Violence etc.... Chapter...
NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month, is an interesting concept: write at least 50,000 words in thirty days or less, specifically during the month of November. With an average of 1,666.667 words per day required to remain on track to meet this goal, it truly is a test of quantity over quality. One of my resolutions for 2008 was to "win" NaNoWriMo, despi...