I'm sorry for everything. Seriously. My name is Stephen Jonathan Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. How did a Haitian-American stud like myself end up in the Confederation of Canada? Well, that's a long story. I was a sophomor...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......
I've arranged a weekend at a resort. We arrive and I'm carrying a suitcase, my briefcase and a yoga mat. Your mind is busy with what is in store. We check in and head to the room. I mix a couple of drinks from the bar and tell you to relax a bit. I head to the bathroom with the briefcase and yoga mat. You feel a twitch. I put the yoga mat in the hot tub and...
CHAPTER 1 The Girl on the train Recently I was travelling on a train. I had a few days off and was on my way to visit my mama and papa. The carriage was empty at first and then this girl, about my age, got on and we started to chat. I always show a lot of cleavage and this girl kept staring at my titties. I cradled my titties in my hands as I licked my lips...
You meet me out at a pub because I am celebrating something good that has happened. When you get there I am with some people and I introduce you. You say hello and I buy you a drink. We all have fun drinking and talking. Eventually we find that a male friend of yours from the YMCA is there. When my friends have to leave the three of us hang out. We talk at a...
It was 2.37 in the morning when I heard the key in the door. I knew this, as I hadn't slept at all and the clock next to my bed glowed the digits. Over the last hours I had found myself looking at it more often then the time changed. I always find it hard to sleep after Joanna has stormed out, throwing something at the wall. The first time she did it, it f...
It was two days after the 'massage turned fuck' session that Liz called and asked me to meet her at a hotel bar that afternoon. I thought her request was a little strange, but I wasn't about to turn her down. In the shower, my cock grew hard at the thought of our last get-together and I wanted to jack-off, but not knowing what to expect at our meeting, I hel...
This is my first time writing a story on here. Just thought I'd give it a go and see how it's received. More to come if you like what you read. Comments and feedback welcome! There is no sex in the first couple of chapters that I've planned so far. Just establishing relationships and build up etc. Thanks for reading! ***** "Michael, come on, I don't want...
Kelly Winters had just finished filing away the last bits of paperwork for the library. She is an intern working on getting her masters in Library Science at the college. She pulled her glasses off and rolled her neck to relieve some of the tension from constantly holding her head in the same position. It was almost time to lock up and head home for anothe...
About two years ago I realized I was a 'squirter'. I had no idea women could do that; I always assumed it was my partner making the 'wet spot'. Since then I have had many wet experiences. The uncontrollable spasms my body enters into only add to my sexual pleasure. I've found I can have multiple orgasms with my boyfriend, which only adds to our enjoyment....