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...
Opposites attract, and that makes for wonderful fun, I think. Take my wife Jeannette Saint-Jean and me for example. We couldn't be more different from each other yet we're passionately in love. I was born on the island of Haiti in 1967. My parents, Louis and Marie Cavalier moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1972. I attended t...
Sometimes I wonder how come I got into these risky situations. Seriously. It's true that I have awful luck but once you see the details you will be as astounded as I am. My name is Antonia Tartaglia. A tall and very voluptuous young Black woman of Jamaican and Italian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. These days I attend Carleton Uni...
Meet Dawit Mohammed Mahmoud and his darling wife Aisha. They're a lovely Muslim couple that recently moved to the East End of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Dawit Mahmoud was born in the town of Baalbek, Republic of Lebanon, to a Somali mother and Lebanese father. Tall and broad-shouldered, with light brown skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes, this han...
Tyrone was filled with excitement and anticipation. His friends Tom and Sue were having another party to which he was invited. This time it was for New Year's Eve, and was to be held at the lush Hilton Hotel on the edge of town. Finally, another chance to be with Diane, their middle age next door neighbor. Surely she would be there, he thought. Probably her...
A lot of people have accused me of being ruthless over the years. It's not my fault that I seem to attract some of the most evil people on the planet. From sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) to racist white men and racist white women along with nutcases, man-haters, losers and stalkers. You name them, I've met them. All before I was twenty-four...
Hey, there. My name is Robert Gray. I'm a big and tall, somewhat chubby but good-looking black man living in the city of Boston. I love to get down with Sharon Henderson Gray, my beautiful and absolutely sexy fiancée. She's a six-foot-tall, voluptuous black woman with big tits, wide hips and a big ass. While we appear to be just another straight-laced profes...
I left Dans office in something of a flustered state to say the least and spent the rest of the day trying to not look people in the eye. My ripped panties and guilty conscience had me convinced that anyone looking at me knew I had allowed two men to spit roast me in the manager's office. Even Candice and Janet seemed to avoid me in the tearoom, perhaps th...
(Dear Readers, I wrote this story at the request of Scott and Etsuyo, a married couple. It is a fantasy, told from Scott's perspective. My thanks to Scott and Etsuyo--real, flesh and blood people--for sharing their fantasy with me. Thanks also to my editors.) INTRODUCTION: Fantasizing "Etsuyo, Etsuyo." When I make love to my Japanese wife I like to whispe...
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...