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Autumn in Quebec

I always liked Quebec City. It truly is a beautiful town. It’s North America with French flair. Conversely, you could think of it as France sans the bad attitude. The Old Town, vieux-Quebec, feels like a town in the old continent, populated by nice Canadians. After you’ve been there a while, you understand why Quebecers want to preserve their culture, even to the extent of being treated differently than the rest of Canada. They are different, and they have plenty worth preserving. I’m sure...

Autumn in Quebec

I always liked Quebec City. It truly is a beautiful town. It’s North America with French flair. Conversely, you could think of it as France sans the bad attitude. The Old Town, vieux-Quebec, feels like a town in the old continent, populated by nice Canadians. After you’ve been there a while, you understand why Quebecers want to preserve their culture, even to the extent of being treated differently than the rest of Canada. They are different, and they have plenty worth preserving. I’m sure...

Trip to Quebec City ended turning my GF into a dir

This incident is true and happened a few summers ago. My girlfriend at the time Kat accompanied me to a Rammstein concert in Quebec City. Kat is your above average buxom blonde , small but with big tits. I have to say Kat's best feature, other than her body, is her mouth. It looks hot and she knows how to use it.So back to the story. We took off for Quebec in the morning with a few male friends of mine and landed in our hotel without incident. The first night of the 3 day concert was the band...

The GeneralChapter 2 The distant back door to Quebec

Ben sat on the recently shorn stump and looked at the filthy rag of a map in his hand. The cursed thing told him he was in a place called appropriately "The Great Carrying Place". He didn't see anything "Great" about it only endless puddles of mud and mire that sucked boots off the feet and dried up into clumps of rock-hard consistency. The idiot who had drawn the map had misspelled or forgotten the "e" in place and he looked at the strange-looking "Plac" like it was an accusing...

Quebec Women And Haitian Guys

Big booty Lisa. That’s my nickname for my darling wife Lisa Tremblay Saint-Germain. The gorgeous Quebec woman who literally saved me from myself. My name is Maurice Saint-Germain. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved here five years ago, just a cocky young Black guy from Boston, Massachusetts, who found himself in Canada. I felt like the Confederation of Canada was a prison. I didn’t understand these people or this nation. Little...

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Everything happened during english class. The teacher was boring and i couldn't find anything to do so i start cherching for the hottest girl. Just beside me was Camille. She came from Quebec and was really hot. She was about 5 foot 2 inch tall, she had red dark hair and had a really nice pair of boobs. There were rounded, B or C cup. Enough fat to give shape and fullness, but not enough to make them seem baggy. She was wearing a v neck and i could see so deep in her clevedge. I talked to her a...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 367

You have to be a Canadian to Understand this... :) In a busy Parisian café, a Quebecer tourist is sitting alone, enjoying a crème caramel when a Norwegian tourist approaches and strikes up a conversation: May I sit here? No problem... Thank you, very nice... Are you on vacation? Yes, I arrived yesterday... What country are you from? Norway. You? From Quebec. Quebec? I don't know Quebec... Quebec ... near the Atlantic, next to Ontario, the Great Lakes... No, I don't know these...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 573

The Power Of Shrimp A Catholic nun was sitting on a train opposite a Muslim man wearing a turban, who was eating fresh shrimp. Every time he ate one, he spat the tail in her direction, requiring her to deflect it. He finished the box and threw it out the window. Seeing this, she had enough, and pulled the train’s Emergency Cord. The Muslim looked at her and said, “You’ll get fined $250 for doing that, you stupid, worthless, Infidel, Catholic bitch.” She laughed and said, “When I cry rape...

Across the Wide Delaware

Hello, boys and girls. This is your Uncle Dave here, presenting today’s history talk. There’s a lot of things that happened on this day in history. For example, on December 25, 820, Byzantine emperor Leo V went to a Christmas service at the Hagia Sofia. Right there, in the middle of the church, a group of soldiers dressed as monks gave him a big surprise by chopping his head off. Let’s see what else happened. Back in 1261, Byzantine emperor John IV, who also turned eleven that day, received a...

Robbie Eve I m right here if you want me

What I've written below describes how I met Eve. When she read my narrative, Eve made a number of edits - mostly to the conversations we shared - to reflect what she recalls saying and to reflect the way that she speaks. Some people may complain that I've included too much detail in the description of how we met, or that the narrative is too slow to progress. Both Eve and I respectfully disagree and think that it is important that a reader understand all of the circumstances...

Robbie Eve I m right here if you want me

Some people may complain that I’ve included too much detail in the description of how we met, or that the narrative is too slow to progress. Both Eve and I respectfully disagree and think that it is important that a reader understand all of the circumstances surrounding the events that transformed our lives. It’s the only way that anything makes sense. We are not posting this everywhere – only on stories.xnxx.com – and if there’s enough interest we will share more of our memories of...

Robbie Eve I rsquo m right here if you want me

Traffic on I-95 wasn’t too bad as I headed north through New Jersey toward New York. Three days of meetings and property tours around Trenton had been very productive and I had just one last client to visit outside of Boston before I could head back north to Montreal. I could have flown rather than spending time on the road, but I love driving and it allows me to drop in unannounced on properties owned by the REIT (real estate investment trust) that I work for. My surprise visits help to keep...

Chronicles of Darla Ch 01

Shortly after having started her new job at the hospital, which recently had been acquired by the Raelians, the powerful religious sect whose teachings Darla was supposed to have learned as part of her new job at the Raelian owned hospital, she met Pierre, a recently divorced general practitioner whom had recently been recruited by the Raelians to train new interns. Pierre was a very kind, shy and gentle man, who truly was enchanted with Darla after having met her at their orientation session...

Nat and the Telepath

Nat and the Telepath (c) 2008-2010 by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial site or mailing list. You can also create derivative works, including adaptations to other media, or new stories using the same setting, characters and so forth, as long as you mention and point to the original story and release your own adaptations or new...

Darla in Africa InsatiableChapter 5 Darla s Erotic Adventure Begins

Shortly after having started her new job at the hospital, which recently had been acquired by the Raelians, the powerful religious sect whose teachings Darla had been required to become as part of her new job at the Raelian owned hospital, she met Pierre, a recently divorced general practitioner whom had recently been recruited by the Raelians to train new interns. Pierre was a very kind, shy and gentle man, who truly was enchanted with Darla after having met her at their orientation session...

The story of Franck Sysco part 1

The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to anybody is purely coincidence. This story is also intended for mature adults only, so reader’s discretion is advised. If some of the following content could offend you, it is not the author’s intent. The author’s intent is to give to readers a good distraction and a good entertainment, whatever the story’s circumstance is going or the character’s behavior could be. The following story is not intended to influence or provoke any...

The story of Franck Sysco part 1

Introduction: The story of Franck Sysco, an artist who became tutor of two orphans, and developed a relation with some babysitters and some colleagues is his life. Warning The following story is a work of fiction, any resemblance to anybody is purely coincidence. This story is also intended for mature adults only, so readers discretion is advised. If some of the following content could offend you, it is not the authors intent. The authors intent is to give to readers a good distraction and a...

A Golfer s Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 6 Dancing on the Devil s Pulpit

Dave woke early and after showering, he went to the Tim Horton's. He was surprised how busy the street was for the early morning hour. He thought about both B.C. and Quebec and how both of those places had been much quieter. He briefly thought about the Asian triplets two years earlier and then about Jennifer the previous year. Finished reviewing the warm memories, he got his mind back on the Canadian Amateur and got focused on his upcoming round. After having a hot chocolate, he met his...

The 400 Year WarChapter 8 The French and Indian Wars

1760 The Fall of Montreal The heated battles of the French and Indian Wars were primarily fought in the deep forests and isolated outposts of the exposed English settlers. However, the British eventually brought the fight directly into the heart of the French Colonial Homeland in Canada. The initial assaults on Quebec were fought off but it eventually fell to the English forces in 1759 with much loss of life and property. The key to this success was the prior taking of Fort Niagara by the...

Barrack Room Betty Chapter Elleven

Barrack Room Betty By Michele Nylons Chapter Eleven - An Offer You Can't Refuse! Michele remained on her knees and waited for Chief Writer Rod Latham to come over to the bunk to see what he wanted of her. It turned out he wanted a quick fellatio session, which she provided. After the three sailors had satisfied their urges with Michele it was time to talk business. "So as you can see compartment Six Quebec Delta Alpha has been put to uses other than for those intended when...

10 Book2Chapter 5

The next day Melissa decided to give us Jordan. He came early in the morning. His father was the one who assisted in the delivery. Stan and Jessica were talking to him for the last few days and showing him the ropes. Though we were up late, we trouped down to the Union Station and boarded the train. The red carpet had been rolled out for us because of the president's orders. Getting two extra cars attached to the train was something odd. We did not know for sure but it was logical that Pat...

Once More With FeelingsChapter 30A And the World Turns Again

Friday morning, March 14, 1975 Something woke me. I opened my eyes to see my Darling sound asleep beside me, her hand just touching mine. I heard a soft thwipp as the leaves of the digital clock dropped to mark another minute, and I lifted my head to see the display show 6:20. The dim light showed that the other bed contained only one of our roommates, and I assumed the other was in the bathroom. This reminded me that my bladder was telling me something. I carefully maneuvered myself over...

Ayaan And Joel In Montreal

Birds of a feather flock together, as they say. I respectfully disagree. Opposites attract, and it often works wonders. Please allow me to elaborate on that, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Joel Saint-Vincent, and I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father and a French Canadian mother. My folks, Lucas Saint-Vincent and Marlene Tremblay split when I was in the tenth grade, and I guess you could say that I come from a broken home. I’d like to think that my...

Black Cheerleaders

You should have seen the way they reacted when I walked onto the field the day of tryouts. I guess they really weren’t expecting me. Like most Cheerleading squads in the United States of America, the ladies of the Easton University Cheerleading Squad were all skinny blondes. Well, I guess that’s why I decided to give Cheerleading a try. My name is Emilie Jeanne Etienne. And I wrote this song, as they say. I’ve always been considered unusual pretty much everywhere I went. When I lived in my...

Diary Of A Hijabi Slut Ch 03

As Salam Alaikum, my people. The name is Steve ‘Suleiman’ Fleur, and I’m a big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Hull, Quebec. I’m an accounting student at the Hull campus of the University of Quebec, and lately, life has been throwing a lot of hurdles my way. No bed of roses, that’s for damn sure. Might as well tell you about it. I hear that confession is good for the soul. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and raised in Quebec. My parents...

Chronicles of Darla Ch 02

By the time she returned home at midnight, Darla was both emotionally and physically spent after having had to work extra late, because of a car accident, for nearly six hours without so much as a 15 minute break. Darla was even more saddened by the fact that all the sex she now craved, and which she believed Pierre could giver her, would now have to wait weeks, possibly even months. Maybe, she thought, she make another doctor’s appoint, as checked her messages and found only two from Pierre,...

A Visit to the North Part 7

A Visit to the North - Part 7 by MadQuill This is a mystery story of Annabelle's life and the changes she encounters. The characters are all fictional. Please read the earlier parts as Annabelle and Pia's lives continue to evolve. Please leave your comments. Part Seven The weekend continued for Pia and Michel. The new relationship with her Mistress was all Barbara, or Pia could see. She had shared part of our history focusing on our marriage and her work situation but held back...

New Wife s Dilema

"Try it again."Sara yelled as she pulled away from the carburetor of the 1966 Volkswagen Beetle. Her daughter pressed the pedal to the floor and turned the key. The engine roared. "That ought to do it." Sara said, triumphantly, as she put the air cleaner back on the carburetor and twisted the idle adjustment needle one last time. She took her coveralls off and tossed them over a hook in the garage, dusted off her mini-skirt and put her high-heeled boots on. She was not entirely glad to see...

A Golfer s Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 5 Go West Young Man Go West

The two weeks before Dave and John went west to Calgary for the hockey playoffs were very busy. Both spent most of their time studying when they weren't practicing. They had missed almost a whole week of school when they were in the Atlantic Tournament and would miss another week for the National Championships. Dave was pleased when Katherine eventually started to talk normally to him in the hallway at school - she seemed to accept their new level of friendship. Roger and Carol took their...

Humpchies

Looking for Canadian escorts from Quebec or Montreal? Well, you’ve been watching porn now for, how long would you say, 10 years? 15? 20? More than 20? However long it has been for you, I think it’s probably fair to say that you’re ready for the big leagues now. You’ve studied probably hundreds of hours of pornographic material at this point … isn’t it about time that you put all of that knowledge and horniness to use? There are plenty of sites out there that can definitely help you out in this...

Every Summer Ch 02

Sitting next to a very attractive lady you have just met with her open blouse exposing most of her very nice, very large chest is a bit disconcerting. Not only disconcerting but also my pants ego was getting pretty uncomfortable and starting to drool. Add to that this lady had both of her hands clutching one of mine. It is pretty difficult to begin a conversation. ‘How many of these kids are yours?’ I opened the conversation thinking it a reasonable topic. She looked at me questioningly for a...

Magic Happens Chapter 4

MAGIC HAPPENS CHAPTER 4 As I stepped out of Karyn's car, I wondered how she had talked me into this. When she told me about this private adults only party, I had let her choose my outfit. Her choice of outfits for me was one I never would have thought of before my swap. I stood before Karyn in a black satin and lace French maids dress, it had a built in bodice, a flared skirt that showed off my white nylon clad thighs. My white panties nearly showed as I balanced in the white 5in...

The Uneventful Couple Event 2 Ice Storm

The car was speeding on the Eastern Township Highway, heading for the rolling hills and woods surrounding Julie and Bruno's country home. On the day after Christmas, it was a nice tradition for the couple to nestle in this unique setting to enjoy a few days alone in a snow-covered nature. However, this year, things were very different. The familiar landscape was covered in ice crystals, creating a scary scene of beauty. Massive trees were breaking like twigs, blocking off roads and cutting off...

Family Rules Fan Fiction Inspired by the BSC Universe

Two families and their children explore nudism, family sex and learn a few family secrets. This story takes up after Chapter 26 of BSC07 the First Lifestyle Nudist (also found on SOL). I have the author Murray Wilson’s permission to post this chapter. I have imagined a course of events for the families. The story is not canon to his universe. He has reviewed a draft. Any errors are mine alone. The following is all fantasy the characters and situations are all imagined. No relation to...

Barrack Room BettyChapter 11 An Offer You Can rsquo t Refuse

Michele remained on her knees and waited for Chief Writer Rod Latham to come over to the bunk to see what he wanted of her. It turned out he wanted a quick fellatio session, which she provided. After the three sailors had satisfied their urges with Michele it was time to talk business. “So as you can see compartment Six Quebec Delta Alpha has been put to uses other than for those intended when the ship was built,” Rod Latham began. “We use it for our own little business on board. We have...

Jokes and Giggles Part TwoChapter 136

These are compliments of Fmwarmac Tim, Tom, and Teddy were all lost in the forest, each of them had 25 cents to survive. They walked around for hours, and had no luck. So Tim suggested that they split up and meet up at that same spot in an hour, they all agreed and set out on their separate ways. While walking Tim came across a dick sucking machine, that cost 25 to use, and he says, “Wow! Haven’t got my dick sucked in a while! Why not!” So he puts in his quarter, gets his dick sucked and...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 23

Thursday We were awake early enough to eat a good breakfast and then reach Fort Bragg just before reveille. They had commed us yesterday and asked us to be back by their breakfast. The two teams that went with me had to run through a strafing and bombing range to test their proficiency with the 10 mm automatic rifles, and other weapons systems on the grav sleds. The rest of us broke up into groups. Each group reviewed all the intel available for their target. I met the troops going with me...

It Started With ChristmasChapter 13 Getting To Know You

I woke early Saturday morning. I’d slept ok, I guess. But I’d had dreams. Dreams I wasn’t sure I should be having. Dreams that involved me and a girl that I shouldn’t be in bed with, doing things we shouldn’t be doing. And the fact that the girl in question was sleeping cuddled up next to me, in one of the sexiest pieces of lingerie I had ever seen, didn’t help. I hauled my ass out of bed around 5:00, without waking Kate, and went to have a shower. The shower didn’t help. I had an erection...

S H E I L A 13

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sheila and I walked away from the Mounties as calmly as we could. No sense upsetting the men if possible. Sheila took me to what appeared to be an abandoned cabin on the outskirts of the city. [We're going to have to make sure we have all the proper credentials before we try again.] I thought to Sheila. [I concur,] returned Sheila's thoughts. [This is a different country we have to go...

Age of Consent in North America

The ages of consent for sexual activity vary by jurisdiction across North America. Overview ... The age of consent is the age at or above which a person is considered to have the legal capacity to consent to sexual activity. Both partners must be of legal age to give consent, although exceptions may exist when both partners are within a certain number of years in age. Persons below the age of consent may not, by law, give consent, and sexual relations involving such persons may be punished...

Djibouti Women Got Booty

Salutations, dear reader. My name is Mario Jean Constantin and I’m a young man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the town of Laval, Quebec, to a French Canadian mother, Beatrice Tremblay, and a Haitian immigrant father, Leonard Constantin. It’s not easy being half black and half white in Canada, even though I grew up on the outskirts of Montreal, a racially diverse town. After graduating from the University of Montreal with a bachelor’s degree in business, I decided to...

Searching in Zaragoza

Isla jolted awake as the train announcer started speaking. It announced the next stop as Zaragoza, first in Spanish, then in English. Rubbing her eyes, she started to gather up her phrasebook, map, knit hat, and other belongings that had made their way out of her bag on the 1.5-hour ride from Madrid. Looking out the window she was shocked to see a layer of snow covering the buildings as they pulled into the station. This January was the coldest on record, but snow was fairly uncommon in this...

YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW

My friends say I'm really lucky to have a solicitous "hunk" for a husband. Tim, my husband of eight years, always tells me I look nice, how much he loves me, and how happy he is that I'm his wife. His actions the last few years have made me wonder if this is entirely true. While it certainly is a fact that just because a man looks at the dessert menu doesn't mean that he is going to go off his diet, the looks he gives to my friends June and Peg, and my sister-in law Beth, make me wonder....

Dear Dirty Diary part 10

Dear Dirty Diary, A week had passed and Doug announced the completion of our new bed. I checked out all its clothing drawers, the sliding compartments in the headboard and its bed linen bin at its foot. I ran my fingers all over its satin-finished pine and had to admit it was really handsome. My husband had done a beautiful job, but I was concerned with how we’d transport it to Quebec. He told me it was all assembled with deck screws and could be easily broken down into pieces. He said the...

Barrack Room Betty Chapter Ten

Barrack Room Betty By Michele Nylons Chapter Ten - Sea Daddies and Sea Mommies Seaman Michael Nyland graduated from Recruit School in March 1974 and was immediately posted to HMS Raleigh to commence training as a Writer; a sailor specialising in pay, personnel matters and administration. He was glad to see the back of HMS Chelmsford; Spike and the three other Leading Recruits had passed out at the end of January and had posted off to other establishments to undertake their...

River 5

CHAPTER FIVE So far: Camping can be dangerous, as Mark learns when he is accosted by a strange, creepy man in the camp washrooms. River is minutes away, running faster than she ever has in her life. She doesn't know what is wrong, but the river has told her that Mark is in danger. She needed to get to the camp, find out where Mark is, and then get to the washrooms before the young boy is scarred for life. There isn't enough time. (Warning, this episode deals with pedophilia, and if...

Last Night For A French Woman

Last Night For A French WomanIsabelle Fontaine was sat on her sofa, staring at the clock. It was only 3PM. The world was going to end tonight. At 12PM sharp. Everyone she knew left the apartment block. Except for her. And for that noisy family downstairs. A Filipino family.They had a son who was in high school playing basketball all the time. She sent them a note before, telling them to lower down the noise level. They had already become Canadian citizens and their son was a second generation...

Lenore Julia And Bernice

It’s happened to me several times since, but Lenore was the first girl to dump me for another guy. It went about the same way as the later incidents. The first thing I noticed was that she had stopped contacting me, and she wouldn’t return my attempts to contact her.The telephone was our usual method of communication. Sometimes I would run into her in the lobby or the elevator, but when it came to arranging dates the phone was the easiest way to reach each other. She would call me when she...

Malachar s CurseChapter 9 Not So Plain

Saturday, July 22nd, 2006, Quebec City, Quebec, Canada I slowly became aware of my surroundings as the fog of sleep left me. I was lying in between two warm bodies, and I could feel soft tit-flesh pressed up against both of my sides. I fluttered my eyelids open, and I could see daylight streaming through the edges of the heavy purple curtains that covered the large bay window. It all came flooding back to me; we were staying in the Chateau Laurier, where we had rented two super expensive...

Darla in Africa InsatiableChapter 2 Darla s Life Story

May 30, 2029- Northern Quebec Life had never been easy in the Padgett household, she reflected. Her father, Pierre Padgett, a Royal Canadian Air Force NCO, was both a brutal man, and a drunk. His nightly dance with the bottle had left her mother weary beyond her years, and battered beyond endurance. Within those tired and faded walls, the passing of time had become a tortuous existence. And so, while it damaged her in more ways than she would ever know, it came as no surprise to Darla when...

The 400 Year WarChapter 9

THE FRENCH AND INDIAN WARS 1763 The Treaty of Paris At the conclusion of "The French and Indian Wars" a final peace treaty was formalized in Europe and it was called, "The Treaty of Paris". This document addressed the cessation of hostilities in "The Seven Years's War" and "The French and Indian War" taking place in the New World. It was a serious setback for French designs in forming a "New France" on the American Continent but was not quite the endgame that was envisioned by...

A Golfer s Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 10 The Seasons Change The Old Country Awaits

Dave walked up to Katherine's door still nervous about the evening they would spend together. Her mother answered the door and, after a brief cordial discussion, Katherine herself came down the stairs and she and Dave left. Katherine's mother watched as they pulled out of the driveway. Her heart was breaking for her daughter - she knew her daughter cared very deeply for Dave but he wouldn't or couldn't fully return that affection. She had watched her quiet shy teenager blossom into a...

A Golfer s Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 25 Old Routine New Nationals

Dave woke to the alarm at seven o'clock. He and Jennifer had a final shower together before they ate a large quiet breakfast; both avoided bringing up any topics that might interfere with the game face Dave was developing. Jennifer dropped him off at Hornsby Golf Course where the team's passenger-van was waiting. The team and coaches loaded everything on the van. Dave gave Jennifer a goodbye kiss and told her he would see her in a couple of weeks. Jennifer drove away heading for North Beach...

A Golfer s Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 27 Life s Little Surprises

Roger noticed the stressed look on Dave's face as he entered the room. He asked, "What's wrong?" Dave replied, "Sheri just kissed me; she really kissed me. It was a total surprise. As soon as I could I told her I had a girlfriend and that I wouldn't betray that trust; but Sheri seemed to get really pissed. I swear I didn't do anything to lead her on. I was polite but that's all, I swear." Roger chuckled, "I believe you, Dave. Relax; it's not the end of the world." Dave seemed...

Be Still My LoveChapter 5 Welcome to Frogtown

An hour later, Kit and Bahn were speeding east, in the Prius, on Autoroute 40. Bahn had jotted off an email to FBI Special Agent Lester telling him about the suspect and his possible plans for Justin Trudeau. He had hoped that Lester could dig up more information on Davenport for him. A quick check with the Canada Border Services Agency turned up that William Davenport had passed through the Fort Covington crossing just before noon that day so they had missed their opportunity to have...

Be Still My LoveChapter 7 The Wake Up Call

After Lester had used his pocket-knife to free Bahn from the chair, they called the Service de police de la Ville de Quebec (which is long for Quebec City Police) and they arrived within minutes to search the hotel and grounds. "We don't find her," the uniformed policeman who identified himself as Officer Bergeron reported to Bahn, who was now wearing one of the hotel's white terrycloth robes. "Well, just keep looking," he instructed. "That woman is dangerous and the subject of a...

Bot 000

Bot000 © 2003 Kara Anne Kalel. All rights reserved. Always read the fine print. *-* I was getting desperate. As my wife entered her sixth month with our third child, and I entered my eighth month of unemployment, our savings and my unemployment were gone. We survived on her job as a waitress, but she would be forced to quit that soon. With four, soon to be five mouths to feed, medical bills, mortgage, and so forth, I had to find a job. I had logged on to my usual job...

Brigitte

The girl in the mirror showed the nervousness she felt inside. Her eyes shone dark from sockets that were deepened by the stark light from above. Her skin seemed moulded out of pale dough. She sucked the pulpous flesh of her lower lip in to bite it. The elevator hummed. It vibrated through the thin leather soles of her shoes Soft metallic music hung in the air. It seemed suspended by invisible spider webs. Why was she here? What made her do this? Why hadn't she turned right at the exit of the...

Covert Affairs Operation Black Ore

[Based very loosely on the TV character played by Piper Perabo] Annie had heard of cocks this size but had never seen one. It was certainly the biggest she'd ever had to suck. And by far the largest thing, flesh or fake, ever put in her ass. She sighed, musing about the things she did for her country... Annie Walker dressed to kill, if only figuratively. Even her casual clothes showed her keen fashion sense. But she didn't need to flaunt her figure. It would take a sack to disguise the...

Lost FoundChapter 24

I sank down on my bed, stunned. What had gone wrong? Had I done something to make Kelly mad? Why would she break up with me? I was totally lost. I stared into space, desperately trying to understand what had just happened. I lay down on my bed, put on my ear buds and turned up my MP3 player. I tried to lose myself in music. I desperately wanted to see Kelly in person so I could talk with her and find out what I had done to cause this shocking development to what I thought was an extremely...

Women Leave Islam For Atheism

Praise the Lord! Those words are always coming out of my boyfriend William Jean-Bertrand’s mouth. Okay, I get it. He’s a good Christian and all but I just don’t get why he has to remind everybody of it. A lot of people look at Will and I and are really surprised that we’re going out. Will is around five-foot-eleven, slim, with light brown skin, curly Black hair and pale gray eyes. Born in Quebec City to a Haitian father and French Canadian mother, he’s biracial and kind of cute. A proud son of...

Urges

I was shaky when I stood up from the keyboard. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. Her response was swift, arriving before the adrenaline wore off. She didn't know I could be that assertive. After acknowledging her surprise, she played the proper submissive and promised to follow my instructions. We would meet in less than 24 hours. I loved my wife, so I couldn't tell her about my game with Sharon. She wouldn't have understood, but I was merely playing a game. I knew I wouldn't step...

Best Friend Ever The End Ch 03

Author’s note, and explanation. This short story is really the end of the ‘Ron and Kelly’ series, and in order for it to be meaningful you really need to read ‘Best Friend Ever! Christmas Ch. 02’, also by me (Tomcatfive). Of course there is also a chapter one, and a preceding series of stories under the title ‘Best Neighbor Ever!’. This chapter is very short, but it’s definitely G rated. Forgive me. Just to be clear, the following is entirely fiction, including Tom Cathers, the ‘author’. But...

Adam and Eve Serial Killers

Hello, everybody. Tonight, I got a tale to share with you. You see, I have a problem and to solve it, well, I am forced to do things. The kind of things that law enforcement kind of frowns upon. I’ve always been that way. In the eyes of the world, I am just your average guy. I’m six-foot-one, slightly chubby but still alright, with dark brown skin and curly Black hair. My glasses kind of make me look nerdy. Mr. Ordinary Black Man. I attend Carleton University, where I study Criminology. I’m a...

Heart of Darkness Ch 07

The next day, as dawn broke, Darla awoke in a misty cloud of morning dew, dazed and immobile. Her hips moved involuntarily and slowly made wide circles, while her back arched at the ecstasy being applied between her legs from Robert’s tongue, which explored the folds of her pussy, as he delicately separated and probed her sensitive flesh that she had involuntarily saturated with her juices. Robert drank as he lapped at her, and savored Darla’s intimate flavor, while his tongue slid along her...

In The Beginning chapter one

Most of the Mike Claymore mysteries were written in the 1999 to 2004 period during a depressing period in my life. The writing period was culminated by a tragic loss that left me disinterested in ever writing again. I have attempted to write in that old familiar style but my life has changed to the extent that I can no longer even think in that manner. Recently I have enjoyed a rejuvenation in spirit that has led me to attempt to start a new series. For the sake of my many fans of the...

Chronicles of Darla Ch 05

The next morning Darla awoke in her own bed to a strange dream of being taken from behind by a strange looking four legged animal in the jungle. The dream began with her running from some type of danger, however, the danger she remembered was actually quite pleasurable. Then she recalled the tongue of this animal beast pleasuring her beyond any human limitation until finally, just as she was about to cum, her alarm went off and brought her crashing back down to reality. As Darla awoke and...

The Great Black King

Night fall, and my boo still isn’t home. I am starting to get worried. He hasn’t been answering his cell phone. It’s been a stormy week in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and the roads are still fucked up. That’s February in Canada’s Capital region for you, I guess. My name is Nikki Dalton, and I’m a young Black woman who just found out I’m pregnant. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to Jamaican immigrant parents. I moved to Ottawa six months ago after I got hired by the Canadian Revenue...

Her Call

The phone range it was an annoyance I didn’t need right now. I was in the middle of packing my bags. The day before any tour was hectic. ‘Hello’ ‘Christine’ ‘Yes I know about a year or so now.’ ‘The next time I’ll be in the City. Ah Wednesday.’ ‘Sure. Just let me write it down.’ ‘Ok, I’ll see you then.’ God! I had been down this road before. Would I never learn? The memories came flooding back to me the joy, the sorrow and the pain. I had first met her by the swings at a little park just...

Hot Cannons Warm Lovers Ch 01

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A Somali Hijabi Falls In Love

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It was the first weekend back at University after the Christmas break. The new semester had begun mid-week, so there really wasn't much studying yet and it gave the week a bit of frosh week feel. There were welcome back events going most of the week and on the Friday there a faculty dance that I went to with some friends. The dance was held at the campus cafeteria, and for the most part, it was a pretty lame event. There was hardly anyone there when we arrived and it never got much better....

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Amy and Rachel at the Beach

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Master PC Revenge

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The First Woman Cardinal of the Catholic Church II

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A Different Road

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Dear Dirty Diary, Giggles and whispers filtered through into my recurrent dream staring The Devil’s Dick. His big black penis stood fire hose stiff as I tore the wrapper off the extra large condom I took out of my purse. As I rolled the slippery latex sheath down his extraordinary erection, I was delighted to find it fit perfectly right down to its base. I cranked his seatback lower, whipped my jeans and panties off, swung my left leg over and straddled him. I centered the head of his penis...

Dear Dirty Diary part 20

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Looking for Tess Dressed just So

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A Brand New Start Part One

... As her tears flowed, a phrase suddenly entered her mind. "There's nothing like quite like a new look to build confidence. You are only as confident as you feel and I know you love feeling pretty, my beautiful," she whispered. Who had said that to her, she wondered. All of a sudden, she remembered. It was Aunt Mary. With the laugh and spirit of an a young woman, her beautiful aunt who had migrated from Turkey to help their family when they needed had been the only one who could really...

A Second Chance Chapter 21

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Friday, october 31st at precisely 6 pm, our doorbell rang. “trick or treat,” demanded our first halloween revelers. I thought the two young women, dressed in dark trench coats were a little old for this but when the russian sounding blond spoke, “thank you, laura,” i realized it was duty nurse jennifer and she’d brought an assistant along. I ushered the two upstairs, noting their white stockings as they reached the second floor. When doug spun around in his chair to greet them, “oh, the pair of...

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