The angel's name was Skye. Blonde hair gave in to tangles as the prior holy being plummeted towards the Earth's surface. Wings shadowed and not working, Skye gritted her teeth and closed her blue eyes as she prepared to hit the ground below. And hit the ground she did; hard too. To be a being without death but with pain is a fate crueler than most people wi...
Theresa Brown is the name. I'm the Director of Athletics at Harris College, a historically black school named after the late E. Lynn Harris, a world-famous African-American author. The school opened its doors in 2011. Two years after the death of the legendary Black writer it's named after. And I'm at the helm of its sports department. I run a tight ship and...
The name is Ashley Michelle Blackstone. I'm a young black woman living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend Commonwealth Tech, a private school located in Bean Town and currently major in Business Administration. Someday, I'm going to be a big-shot businessman. Yeah, that's my dream. Until then, I'm earning a living in the world's oldest profession. Yes, I a...
Kassandra sat upon her front porch looking out into the woods, beyond those she could see the tops of the mountains. Dressed in her baggy Grey sweatpants and her Jeff Gordon racing t-shirt she rocked in the handmade cedar rocking chair. She watched the fog begin to lift from the ground, watching it head toward the peaks of the mountains as the sun started to...
The following are the concluding paragraphs of Part 1...... It was Jessica's first real "lesbian" encounter as an adult, her previous experiences with other chicks having been limited to her high school days and the occasional drunken "female fuck" with a college friend after a night of hitting the bars. And to call it exquisite was a bit of an understatem...
Female Ejaculation and Lesbian - by Polly+Anna (1184 words) Orange Walk Films #2 and #3 (1/23/20) Saturday - November 14, 1993 This story begins 11/12/1993 the day after the youngest of us turned 18. We received an excellent classical education at the New River Academy where we were taught the old-fashioned concept that sex was the act of inserting a peni...
Before I begin my tale, hear me out. I wasn't like this before. I never felt a desire for my friends, male and female. It was only once I learned that a few of my girl friends were bi that I became curious. If they would do it with each other, then would they do it with me? I had never had a real sexual experience, and thought that perhaps my sexually knowle...
An invitation came in the mail with no name and no return address. The invitation was for a Halloween party on Halloween night at a farmhouse out in the boonies. I really don't like Halloween but there was a note at the bottom of the invitation. "Kelli, please come, I want to see you." It was signed, "Your friend and secret admirer." I was intrigued but I...
Call me Ayaan, if you would, please. I see a lot of Muslims shortening or simplifying their names to please Westerners, and I shake my head at such a trend. If your name is Mohammed, don’t let some punk with a last name like Williamson or O’Connell call you Mo, either at work or at home or anywhere else. Make them respect enough to say your name properly. Cu...
I knew something was wrong right away. A vehicle was stopped on the docks, a 2½-ton truck with a load of fruits and desserts--chocolate éclairs, trays of fudge, hard-to-get fruit like watermelons and cantaloupes, a whole collection of goodies. Men were unloading it and carrying the stuff toward an ocean-going tug moored at the wharf. That boat was a US Nav...