The things I've done this summer would shock even the most seasoned porn star. My name is Trisha Brown and I'm a six-foot-tall, heavyset, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, dark-skinned ( and proud ) young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm having the time of my life in the summer of 2009. After my freshman year at Dalton College ended...
"This isn't going to change anything is it?" I ask her as I feel my heart racing while we sit in the car holding hands. She looks back at me with her beautiful ocean blue eyes. "Of course not sweetie, we're just going to try something out, it'll be fun for both of us, just don't do anything embarrassing," she says, with the smile I fell in love. I get out...
Meet Eric and Katya. The two live as neighbors at a duplex house on the corner of Cromwell Avenue and Lagosa Street. They have a lot in common, but they don't know each other; except that they are neighbors. For Valentine's Day it may just be a typical day for them, but a conversation in the chat room will make a connection between the two. Eric is a 34 yea...
"Complications..." EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn Author's Note: "You'll notice that the narrative shifts for a brief moment in the story towards the end when Brett sees Doug and Sheila together at the Freeling Hotel. This is a total violation of every grammatical and literal law of the universe, but as the story is told throug...
As you probably realised, NottinghamHarry is not my real name. More an alias. A friend unwittingly got me hooked on this rather addictive site, and I know they use it. Perhaps they will figure it out in time, but I would rather they didn't for a while. Anyway, this is my first submission. Hope you enjoy it. The names are changed, but this is a very real and...
The weather was great, sunny, and hot. It was early, and I decided to go to the newly designed pool-area on the roof of my luxury building to enjoy the great view of the Manhattan skyline while I chill in the pool. To my surprise, my friend Chanel was already there. She was a hottie that lived two floors below me. We always speak every time we see each other...
James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...
We make dinner reservations and arrive about 15 minutes apart. We sit in a position so we can watch each other while appearing to talk to our respective guests at our different tables. Our significant others sit next to us, and they can't tell when our eyes first meet. You look amazing in a dress. Cut just low enough to notice your beautiful breasts, but cla...
I opened the door of my apartment, about to leave and go to work, when I looked up to find you standing outside in the rain, just about to knock on the door. From the looks of it, you had been standing out there for quite some time, because the rain had soaked you from head to toe, causing the shirt you were wearing to stick to your skin, and your skirt to s...
My name is Britta. I am a 40 year old widow. This is the story of how I came back to my sex life, which raises the question of why would I ever write about my sex life and let the world read about it. The answer is simple. It turns me on to think there are men or women actually reading this and masturbating. It's like they are all cumming because of me. I fi...