Hello, there. My name is Antoine Watson. A big and tall young Black man living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I am a very kinky person but lately, my fetishes have been surprising even me. I have a thing for fat, older White women. And I like it when they're dominant. Kind of a weird thing for a young Black man to say, right? Well, I finally adm...
Another hard day working in the big city. Toronto Police Service Constable Jean-Louis Stephens took off his boots and collapsed in bed, clothes and all. Silently the young man thanked God for sparing him earlier, when a gun-toting White guy with tattoos walked into Scotia Bank, shouting at the clerks to point him to the safe. When the shit hit the fan, Jean-...
Sometimes, I think pregnancy has made me even more horny than I normally am. The name is Roseanne Tremblay-Armand, and I'm a young French Canadian woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. I am happily married to a tall, handsome young Haitian man named Jean-Luc Armand. My husband recently graduated from Carleton University with an Accounting degree, and...
Chapter 1 When I was growing up I liked to write stories. My favorites were the dirty ones. I could act out sexual fantasies on paper that I was prohibited to by my religion. God didn't approved of this behavior, I knew, and I was certain my parents would have been shocked and disappointed if they had caught me. But biology trumped my good intentions. As I...
Julie sighed as she rolled to a stop behind the Warren Mansion and shifted her small blue sedan into park. The place was much bigger than it had looked in the pictures Mr. Chaffee had sent her and she realized with a sinking feeling that it bore a disturbing resemblance to the house in the movie "Psycho". If she hadn't needed the money so bad she would never...
Author's note: the character "Sarah" in "Under His Protection" is based on me. As I was writing the story, I realized that I was still not over the situation that occurred with "Karen," despite the fact that it happened over eleven years ago. It was, without a doubt, the worst thing that a friend has ever done to me. And, Karen is still in my life periphera...
( All characters depicted in this story are 18 or older) I am thou and thou art i. The human Mind is a playful thing, and what we may percieve as reality, could be nothing but the how our cognition interprets what we can see, making for some insteresting conflicts when what we believe contrasts with what is real. Whatever be it facing the reality of our own...
The continued kind words are great. I hope everyone likes this chapter and where this is all building towards. I've really fallen in love with these characters and it's turned a three chapter, two character story into, what I realized the other day, is practically a novel in length. So thanks for all the support for this labor of love. Keep up the kind words...
They were still standing in the front entrance of JJ's modest home. Even though he could afford much better JJ always liked to downplay his wealth. The death of his parents in a horrific car crash left him, an only son, with a huge life insurance policy and control of a business empire his dad had built. All of that money could never match the thrill he was...
I wish I had met you sooner. I wish I had been with you when you first began. I wish I had been that "best buddy" you made in kindergarten, that little boy who had teased you with a spider at the end of a stick, and then mumbled a sorry while holding a freshly picked dandelion after you cried to a teacher. I wish I had been the one to challenged of the scho...