That was a narrow escape, I thought to myself as my sweetie, Amina Alzahrani and I just got home. We just got back from the Saint Laurent Mall, where we nearly got caught fucking in a backroom by the security personnel. My name is Tyrone Ferguson and I'm a young African-American gentleman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm in the MBA program at Carle...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole, Ethical Dilemmas. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much apprec...
The next morning, the stunning Mrs Swenson is on all her hands and knees. Her 18 year old lover, Marcus Jefferson, is behind her, mounting her like a bitch in heat. Inga had surprised the youngster this morning putting his black cock in her mouth, the teenager filling her hungry tummy with another load of creamy sperm. She thought she had sucked the boy’s co...
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
After a disastrous couple of years at Bay State College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, I cost my family a ton of money and got into a bit of trouble. When you're a nice young man from the island of Haiti who's lucky enough to have your parents pay for your schooling, you ought to be thankful. Oh, I'm not an ingrate but the reason why I failed is becau...
I used to say never but I guess I changed my mind. And I'm glad I did. My name is Theodore Jeunesse. My friends call me T.J. Who am I? A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I have lived in the City of Ottawa for a long time. My family moved there from the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti wh...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
Ahhhhhhhh. Nothing like a mid day piss. Especially in the fancy ass lobby of your office/apartment building. Right there in my favorite chair. Piss flying on the fucking floor. I own the building, so no pain in the ass bitching about it. I love pissing in front of people. All over people too. I get off on it. They do too. Most of em do. The others... fuck em...
4:15 Monday afternoon... At the jingle of keys in a doorknob, a slumbering Rottweiler lifts his head with a whimper and bolts for the front door, knowing exactly who was coming in. With the alarm disarmed due to her nephew being there she wasn't worried about setting it off. Piper Cherry entered to a greeting of paws nearly knocking her off of her feet. "W...
Donna Marie was a MILF. No, more than a MILF. She was one of those rare, classically hot women, who had everything. Fairly petite, she stood about 5'4", had a very pretty face, longish blonde hair, a fantastic butt, not too big, but perfect in shape and size, a tight, flat stomach, full, B cup breasts that had no use for a bra, and a pair of the most magnifi...