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Life is funny, folks. Case in point? Me. Steve Acier. Mr. Big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in Nepean, a suburb of the capital city of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario. I moved there from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, at the end of 2009. Since then I enrolled at Carleton University and I also work part-time as a security guard at the local art gallery. Since I moved to Ottawa, I experienced a lot of culture shock. Ottawa is a city with a growing population of...
My name is Steve LaFleur. A big and tall young African-American man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, in 1987. I’ve been living in Ottawa since 2009. I moved here because I had a scholarship offer from Carleton University. It’s the only reason why I’m in Canada. The place really sucks. And I can’t stand Black Canadians. Why? They’re all Oreos. In case you don’t know, an Oreo is someone who’s Black on the...
In an age where we don't know if governments will collapse or exert totalitarian control, nor whether they will be controlled by The People or The Church, anything becomes possible. Jeremy discovers that tolerance of differences has narrowed in his present time, but not knowing anything different, he accepts that perhaps he deserves his fate. A Canadian Story, c.2100 Coming off the subway, fighting upstream like a spawning fish, he tripped. "Damnit", he muttered to himself,...
Introduction: An older man meets a teen aged girl on a web site and meets with her and her young bi, friend. My Canadian Adventure One day while surfing through the profiles on a swingers web site that I go to, I saw a new profile with a picture that looked very familiar. The name on the profile was Hot Jade. She was an 18 year old bi Asian female looking for men or women from 18 to 50 years old. Her photo was a shot of her totally nude, kneeling on a bed and she was HOT++. Thats all I can say...
REFLEX -- "An action performed as a response to a stimulus and without conscious thought." "Gentlemen, thank you for attending me. Michael wished to be here but as you might imagine, my daughter Dee'rah is in no mood at this time to allow him out of her sight or to indulge his further involvement in deadly games, as she terms it. We must give her time to reconcile her feelings," Jon'a-ren explained. "I must say that my own wife is of a similar mood. We all know how close we came...
These days, I feel so damn tired of all the crap I’ve got to deal with. Life in Canada sucks, man. Brother Samuel here. I’m here for Grad School at Carleton University, having left my beloved city of Brockton, Massachusetts, far behind. I can’t stand the city of Ottawa, Ontario. The capital of Canada is as small as the minds of the men and women who inhabit it. If you think Americans are bigoted, wait till you meet Canadians. I feel that Canada is one of the most racist countries on the...
We were on vacation with our parents to some far away, solitary resort in Canada. Our mom and dad were hiking and biking nuts and thought that being close to nature was the best thing in the world. Of course, they thought we kids would be as enthusiastic as they but I hated it. My brothers hated it, we all agreed that being 80 miles from a cell tower sucked, that our parents were medieval oppressors for sticking us in the vast reaches of nowhere with no hope of contact with our friends or...
My name is Jahan Ara Peerally and I am the younger daughter of Seth Ismail Azeem Peerally and his wife, Nabila Nazneen Peerally. My father is a wealthy businessman and making money is the only thing that truly interests him. My sister Ayesha Banu and I were mostly brought up by my mother.It all began when I was seventeen years old and happy with life. I was cooking in the kitchen with my mother. She was normally talkative, prattling on about anything under the sun, but this day she was...
ReluctanceOne day while surfing through the profiles on a swinger’s web site that I go to, I saw a new profile with a picture that looked very familiar. The name on the profile was Hot Jade. She was an 18 year old bi Asian female looking for men or women from 18 to 50 years old. Her photo was a shot of her totally nude, kneeling on a bed and she was HOT++. That’s all I can say about her body is that she looked hot++. She had a sweet young face and a smile that just made me melt every time I looked at...
“What do you think of him, Connie?” I whispered. I nodded in the direction of a muscular, somewhat intimidating looking, black man sitting up at the bar. My wife and I were sitting in a little neighborhood tavern near our hotel looking for a likely candidate. We’d been fantasizing about having a threesome with another man for years, and we’d finally gotten up the courage to try to go through with it. Connie glanced over her shoulder, and turned to me with a look of...
“Pleeeeease! I don't want to die! You don’t have to do this! Please let me go, I swear I won’t tell anyone!” The girl tied to the chair pleaded, as tears streamed down her face, to her hooded captor, as she struggled in vain to free herself from the ropes that bound her arms to the chair. She watched in horror as he sharpened a meat cleaver on a stone. The dark, musty, sound proofed, windowless basement was his torture chamber. She strained with all her might against the ropes biting into her...
FetishIt was a boring Sunday night, and Jenny had nothing to do. She felt like going out, so she put on her modest red dress. As a classy lady, Jenny wasn't a fan of dressing like a slut. However, Jenny wanted to be ready for action, so she wore her little pink g-string as well. So she went to The Globe, the local bar. When she got there, there was a camera crew for Canadian Wild Girls, a Girls Gone Wild style show where they film amateur girls and give them stickers or t shirts. "God, you must be...
ExhibitionismThanks to Cappsters and Canadian Mike for their permission allowing me to rewrite this.Part 1Here he was confused, bewildered and scared to death. How did he get here? Why had he consented to be treated this way? Alan felt like quite a fool, deceived by his weakness for a face sitting, the all compelling sight of a full bottom and a strong willed woman. No not merely a woman, but a Dominatrix, a Mistress. He was alone now in a tiny cold room awaiting his fate. In the silence he thought about...
Hi, my name is deep (not my real name) I am 19 years old and I was born in australia. I am a sporty hair cut Punjabi with a height of 6″1, my dick is 8.5 inches, I am muscular from going to the gym, playing cricket, kabbadi and being in a bhangra team, I have a stubble with a twirled mustache and my skin is caramel. I am bisexual but am rather picky with the kind of guys I like, I am into all kinds of women but only like feminine men and in sex I am always on top.This story is from 4 years ago...
Gay MaleJake cursed as he pulled on his dress pants; he could only just do up the zipper and his big cock and balls bulged obscenely. It had been years since he had last worn those pants and the only other thing he had with him was his dirty jeans.His company had sent him on a short training course in Edmonton . It was the first time that he had been in the city and he didn’t feel at all comfortable. He felt even more uncomfortable as he walked into the hotel restaurant that evening and he noticed the...
Gay MaleI checked my gear as a matter of routine. My backpack had all the bare necessities for a day in the forest as a fixed content. As a matter of standard I had one extra warm layer of clothing, a poncho doubling as a one person tent, dried food and a bottle of water. Now that I was in the normal world again, I also had use for my IPhone at last. I texted my sister and close friends that I would be home in just a few days and received enthusiastic responses. On my person I always had my trusty...
We are a family of three, two boys and me, the younger sister. We were on vacation with our parents to some far away, solitary resort in Canada. Our mom and dad were hiking and biking nuts and thought that being close to nature was the best thing in the world. Of course they thought we kids would be as enthusiastic as they but I hated it. My brothers hated it, we all agreed that being 80 miles from a cell tower sucked, that our parents were medieval oppressors for sticking us in the vast...
Dave's last evening at Wake Forest before going to the Canadian Open was very quiet. Alec didn't return to the apartment until late and Dave had simply fretted, or tried to relax, all evening. He and Alec talked briefly and Alec told him he was sorry for what had happened between Dave and Jennifer and then between Dave and Jana - but didn't have much useful advice. He told Dave he had to put it behind him and start focusing on his tournament. Dave tried to forget it all but the words Jana...
American-Man At War By Paul G. Jutras "1,2, 3, 4...." Christine said as she stood in gold three inch pumps and a backless evening gown with spaghetti straps. With the clicking of drumsticks the band prepared to join in. Soto began to played the guitar in his usual leather jacket, pants and boots and red tee shirt. Mark played the drums, Luke the keyboard in their yellow and red striped coveralls, and Starshine the tambourine in her purple blouse, leopard print mini skirt...
American Girl in Bangkok By Tiffany Parker The following story is a work of fiction and is copyright property of the author. Please don't repost it without permission. But most importantly, I hope you enjoy reading it. Chapter 1 Kaylee impatiently bided time while sitting in the middle seat in coach on the long trans-pacific flight. She was excited about her trip to Bangkok that would complete her journey and provide her the gender affirmation surgery she desperately...
Opportunities for foreign assignments with large, American owned companies can be very lucrative. In some cases, expatriates can earn up to three times their normal salary, while at the same time having housing and food provided for free. My wife and I recently got such an opportunity to go to Saudi Arabia for two years, and it came at a perfect time in our lives.My name is Alan, and my wife, Karen, and I were forty-two years old at the time. Our two kids were in college and living away from...
Interracial"No!" Miss Harcourt cried, "For gods sake No!" as I levelled Mr Cambridge's antique duelling pistol to aim not at Mr Simon Harcourt's head but instead the imaginary spot eight inches above his head whereby the ball would drill a third hole in direct line with his eye sockets. "Why should I spare him?" I demanded, "He has wounded me with his tongue and now his piece." "He, he is young and foolish," she shouted, "And noble in defending my honour!" I held the piece...
American Ladyboy By Cassandra Morgan No matter where in the world you are, no matter languages are being spoken around you, calculus is boring, it seems they teach the subject so people will know how to torture spies. And so, half a globe away, Benjy Hawkins sat in his math class with his head resting on his arms, which were folded over his desk. The teacher droned on, his lilting accent punctuating his speech. The subject, and the speech, was more than Benjy could bear on a...
American-Man Returns by Paul G Jutras The high desert winds kicked up as the hovering cruise ship sailed over the endless sands. Inside the ball room, Christine Jackmarr and her band rocked on with music from before World War Three. Once Christine was merely Chris Jackmarr. A normal teenage boy with dreams of being a rock star. Then one Halloween, a cosmic time loop resulted in the death of his old body and the reincarnation of his soul in his own relative of the year...
"Begin!", snapped the Armsmaster. Pagan spun, drew, flicked the thumb-safety off, fired six rounds, safed the pistol, reholstered - in one continuous, uninterrupted, motion - and announced, "Clear!" The Armsmaster pressed the button, to retrieve the targets, and glanced down at the stopwatch in his hand. "It's unreal, ' the old warrior thought, 'he's beaten every record in the books - including his own previous ones. Those shots were so close together, I'd have thought they came...
There was a small family resturant down the street from the hotel we were staying at. A nice place, the main thing that stuck in my mind was all the blue tile on the walls and floor. A little while after we began our meal, I decided to go grab a smoke and draw, maybe wander around a little. I am what you would call a considerate smoker and chose to light up outside, being it was daylight my mother figured I couldn't get into too much trouble by wandering. I walked out to the...
Last winter, during a January marked by both voluntary and involuntary shutdowns of Washington, DC, I went to a large room at 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan to swear allegiance to a government that at the time was having trouble staying open for business. With about fifty other people from a broad swath around the globe, I walked in a citizen of another place and walked out an American. There were several Chinese people like myself in the group, but I was the only Canadian. We all came...
I knew now, knew without the slightest doubt, what my subconscious had been trying to tell me. The Oasis aftermath. The Gunthers. Or the Meriwethers. Or maybe both. Almost certainly Gunner. I had been the instigator of the Gunthers’ downfall. Was probably the symbol. Hated symbol. And the Gunther collapse was tied directly to the arrests of David and Charles Meriwether. The Buckshot Video was similar to the FaceTime video I’d saved on my laptop. When Greta Gunther blew the head off one of...
Note to Reader: The following tale is centred on the Al-Nablusi family, who are Palestinian-Americans, and it follows them on a journey through love, sex, spirituality, tradition versus modernity. The father Faris Al-Nablusi, whose family originate from Nablus in the West Bank but he was born in Haifa, is a professor of Cognitive and Neuroscience at Berkeley and has been granted tenure. His wife Samira Hamoudi, who is from Nazareth, and is a lecturer of comparative literature at Berkeley- they...
I locked my bike inside the gate of his brownstone and went to his back yard where I could see him playing guitar in his bedroom. I rapped on the window to get his attention. He smiled and rushed out to open the screen door. “Nice ass man.” He grinned at my cycling skin-suit I was still wearing. “Yeah you caught me at a bad time.” We laughed a bit and headed to his room. Inside music was blaring. He must have been trying to play some of the new songs. I sat down on his bed while he picked...
Jake cursed as he pulled on his dress pants, he could only just do up the zipper and his big cock and balls bulged obscenely. It had been years since he had last worn those pants and the only other thing he had with him was his dirty jeans. His company had sent him on a short training course in Edmonton . It was the first time that he had been in the city and he didn’t feel at all comfortable. He felt even more uncomfortable as he walked into the hotel restaurant that evening and he noticed the...
It was cool, crisp October day. The sky was a light blue with only a few wisps of white clouds fluttering about. The leaves, turning gold, yellow and red, put on a display as we travelled the highway to my parent's house.It took longer than normal to make the thirty minute drive from the city, not due to traffic, but due to my piece-of-shit truck shaking at anything near 100km/hr. That is @ 60mph for you southern neighbours. With shitty tires and a worn front end it was bitch to drive on the...
HumorIt was cool, crisp October day. The sky was a light blue with only a few wisps of white clouds fluttering about. The leaves, turning gold, yellow and red, put on a display as we travelled the highway to my parent's house.It took longer than normal to make the thirty minute drive from the city, not due to traffic, but due to my piece-of-shit truck shaking at anything near 100km/hr. That is @ 60mph for you southern neighbours. With shitty tires and a worn front end it was bitch to drive on the...
HumorWhen I was younger and studies in Canada, I had several good friends including Markus and Katie.I met them at college, and back then Markus was a tall well built guy who played on the college soccer team, and Katie was young blonde chubby girl who was studying to become a Nurse.Anyway, after college we went our separate ways, I moved away and began my career and they got married and had their careers, and apart from messages and the odd phone call through the year, I hardly ever saw them. Then...
My name is Katy. I’m from a small New England town where my family has lived for centuries. My father is the town banker, my mother the volunteer who drives everyone crazy with her strident manner. Describing my family as starchy would be putting it mildly and my childhood was quite strict. My parents were very controlling although I love them both dearly. I like to think I’m kind of pretty, though I wish my breasts were bigger. My hair is this wild, blonde tangle that irritates my mother. I...
Lesbian2014 winter time in Vienna.It was a very cold winter time in Vienna, i was out because i had a date with a girl i met a day before so i was waiting for this girl to come and meet me in a particular place, but unfortunately/fortunately she wrote me that she would be coming late. So i decided to take a little walk before she comes, as i was walking i saw this beautiful chubby girl walking alone, i dared to approach her which she was impressed and happy about it.Me: Hey gorgeous, how are you?She:...
(this story is all true name's and locations are also true except my name i will be going by Cohigo)Well to start this story off im Cohigo my last name isnt important my age is 25 and her's is 24 but this story is about my cheating ex Slut whore of a girlfrien, before the story can take place how i meet her, well i had met her on a site called Tagged. i had became friends with her while she was dating an ex boyfriend or boyfriend now (dont know and dont care)... but this gil i meet 3 times and...
it was in dec 2011. i was doing an event at this beautiful resort in ft lauderdale. i was getting off the elevator when i noticed this pretty short lady waiting at the front desk. she was about 5'3" beautiful legs, blonde hair with a lovely smile. we locked eyes for a minute or so, then she turned her attention back to the clerk at the desk. i went on by my way, thinking to myself i have to get to talk her soon. now im 5'8" tall nice build handsome black man, alot of the customers tell me i...
The lure of Mistress BettyPart 1Here he was confused, bewildered and scared to death. How did he get here? Why had he consented to be treated this way? Alan felt like quite a fool, deceived by his weakness for a face sitting, the all compelling sight of a full bottom and a strong willed woman. No not merely a woman, but a Dominatrix, a Mistress. He was alone now in a tiny cold room awaiting his fate. In the silence he thought about the events that lead him here. It had all began through...
Hello frnds, mera naam Raj hai aaur main aaj aapko apni story batane ja raha hu. Main Canada ke Calgary city me rehta hu aaur india me Punjab se hu. Meri email id hai, koi bhi ladki aaur aunty contact kr skti hai fun ke liye alberta state me kahien bhi pehle to apni maami ke bare me bta du. Wo housewife hai aaur mama ji job karte hai maami kafi sundar aaur sexy hai rang poora gora aaur gand aaur mumme dono badde baade hai. Nd m 25 now slim 6 feet handsome attractive that my girlfrnds says ab...
Hi friends my name is Saheb Sahebji. I am a commercial artist by profession. Some years back I decided to take a holiday to Vancouver, Canada. I was to fly to Kuala Lumpur and after a night's stop there continue to Vancouver via Taiwan. On the flight, I was seated next to a very pretty young girl. During our conversation I found out that her name was Sonia. She was 20 years old. She was traveling alone for the first time and this was also her first flight. Naturally, she was quite nervous....
I unpacked my clothes and supplies in the beachside condo and walked a block to the store. It was late afternoon and I was in a beer mood. I stood in front of the cold case going back and forth, trying to decide what to get. A man and woman were standing next to me talking and laughing about the selections. With all the lite beer on display, they joked about there not being any real beer for sale. I chimed in, "Yeah, I like a beer with a little heft myself. You might want to try some of the...
Shortly after we moved from Alaska to Montana, I received an urgent message to the effect that my presence was needed ASAP in Anchorage to sign some important papers. I couldn't afford to fly to Anchorage, but I had a reasonably new Ford pickup, so I decided to drive over the newly opened Alcan highway. As a way of defraying some of my trip expenses, I put an ad in the local paper seeking a passenger. A woman living in Livingston -- a railroad town about 30 miles east of Bozeman -- answered,...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Piers was only 18 when his mum told him he would have to bunk down in his younger brothers room on a camp bed for a few weeks in the summer. His dads cousins daughter was coming to stay from America. Her family had emigrated to Canada and moved to the States and she was coming to England to visit her old home and her remaining family. Piers was rather annoyed that he had to share with two little brothers and put the visit to the back of his mind....
Incest“So it just switches on at midnight, and then it just starts? They see you do everything?” Nicole asked. Then her voice dropped. “Everything…”“That’s the deal,” I said. “One year, but with what they are paying... No more slow nights or stripping. It’s enough money that we’ll be set. Of course, I think I’ll still keep going, but…”“But, Rachel…”She cupped her voice into a whisper, leaning closer in bed.“Like, they see you going-”“I’m just not gonna think about that,” I said, putting up the mental...
Fantasy & Sci-FiA couple of summers before I turned fifty, I was touring the American West by car. On a warm August day, I found myself in Salt Lake City. Having visiting local museums – a favorite hobby of mine – I decided it was time to leave. Next destination: Las Vegas. The drive from Salt Lake City to Las Vegas traces a stunning array of American vistas. Even though by continent-sized American distances, the drive is a modest mere 5 hours, the sheer variety of terrain along the way, however, is simply...
Gay MaleMy cell rang. FaceTime request. Birdy Cummings. Odd, she was supposed to call me on one of my burner phones. A specific one. Before I answered, I connected the phone to my MacBook. Hurriedly, and I was glad I’d practiced the drill, I completed the 11 steps necessary to be able to record the call on my laptop. “Hello.” “Winter! I’m so sorry! Run!” Birdy with a shotgun jammed to her chin. Silence for a moment, then Birdy screamed, an anguished, almost inhuman shriek. Something was being done...
Part 1My name is Albert. My wife Alice and I have been married for nine years and have a loving and strong marriage. We have five k**s, certainly more than most families have these days. They are ages 3, 4(Twins), 7, and 9. We may be having more, but that depends on what the future holds for us.The number of c***dren we have is due to the steadfast love between my wife and I. We've had many past challenges, and still face daily, new challenges to our deep love from individuals who've sought...
The soft feel and unforgettable taste of another woman’s sweet lips on my mouth, now that’s something I absolutely cannot get enough of. My name is Afaf Ahmed, and I’m a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Melbourne, Australia. I was born in the City of Dammam, eastern province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My passport says Saudi Arabian but as an educated woman, I consider myself a citizen of the world. Aren’t we all human at the end of the day? My parents, Ali...
Callie wrote the check to pay for four rooms and tore it out of her checkbook before handing it to the woman behind the check-in counter. The woman looked at the check for a moment, but didn't say any words of thank you. She just pulled her receipt book forward and wrote the receipt, which she handed over without comment. Callie remembered the sour-faced woman from more than forty years of visits, particularly when Callie and the woman had been much younger. The woman had been a sour-faced...
Pamper Parlour Mum: Pushy & Proud By DebWeb. "Mum please stop this and let me go play with my friends." "Stop complaining, you know I have a reputation to uphold as the owner of a new beauty salon business. We have to look immaculate at all times. It impresses the customers and attracts new ones." "But mum..." "No buts just sit still while I fix your hair." I knew when my mother would not budge and this was one of those moments. I had planned on a nice day playing with my...
HumorThis work is copyrighted material. Anyone wishing to copy, archive, or re-post this story must contact the author for permission. American Geisha 2 By Paul G Jutras John and Sarah were American citizens, who had to move to Japan when the business that John worked for relocated his job there. The two waited at the airport for their son to arrive on the morning plane and join them. "Where is he?" John said, looking at his watch. "The plane should have landed by now." "They're...
Hi All horny guys and gals…my name is Raj male 24 indore..thank you for your responses to my previous story ” unforgettable 15 days” for those who haven’t read it. http://indiansexstories2.net/stories/Couple/unforgettable_fifteen_days_128885.html is the link ..send me your responses on my mail id … coming back to todays story…its about my desire to make love with an elderly women…….I love elderly women i find them very sexy…my ex was 4 years elder to me and it was awesome making love to...
In this story you will choose a member of the Smith family and embark on adventures exploring sexual situations. Also I assume people writing in here have at least watched some American Dad so any references will be appreciated. This is the world of American Dad but through a hyper sexualized lens where the Smiths are all intense sexual deviants. The characters core personalities are mostly the same but to fix a hyper sexualized narrative. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.
Disclaimer: I do not in any shape or form own American Dad, it rightfully belongs to Seth MacFarlane, Mike Barker, and Matt Weitzman. American Dad! Pulling Double Booty By Dark Dragen. Stan Smith was in his car with his daughter Hayley going to a hotel for the weekend, and he was anxious about this. Now you would wonder why a man who works for the C.I.A would be anxious about taking his daughter on a weekend trip for. Well to understand this, you have to go back a month or so at the start...
In order to come up with the down to buy BaBoomz, (hey, up with the down!) Vanessa and I have to divest ourselves of our shares in four American solar panel distributors. In sub-Saharan Africa. But it had become time to sell anyway. Gertie explained the evolving situation to us over drinks at BEAR’s on Broadway, “The fucking Chinese are everywhere. They finally started manufacturing their panels in Africa. So it was just a natural extension for them to move into distribution.” Louie-Louie...
I was vaguely aware of a tearful Vanessa hugging me, whispering, “Sorry, so sorry.” My screams had brought Walker and Pilar racing into the kitchen. They must have been terrified. First by my wailing shrieks, then the sight of Vanessa and me sobbing. I was dimly aware of sirens all around us. The Wrigley is only a couple of blocks north of Union Station and there was pandemonium all around us. Horns were blaring; we could hear the sounds of cars crashing into each other as panicked drivers...
Des fois il y a des journées comme ça qui sont faites pour mal se passer… On ne sait pas pourquoi mais cela arrive. Est-ce à cause des astres? Ou bien de ce qu'on appelle le destin? Ou pour les plus superstitieux d'entre nous, est-ce à cause d'un sortilège ou d'une malédiction? Personne ne peut le dire… Ce qui est sûr c'est que quand une journée est partie pour mal tourner, c'est difficile de changer cela! Nous avons justement rendez-vous avec une jeune fille qui va connaître une telle journée....