Meet Tommy Brown, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. He's thirty two years old, has a bachelor's degree in business management from the University of Michigan and an MBA from the University of Detroit-Mercy. The brother works for the City of Detroit Department of Public Works as an Auditor and makes real good money, we're...
Morgan closed her eyes and felt Mistress's fingers as they ran through her hair, pulling it down and brushing it clean. Even now, outside of the scene, it felt great to be touched, to be pulled. "We're going to make sure you look just right for tonight's, 'special', scene, aren't we slut?" Morgan grinned and opened her eyes, looking into the mirror at the...
The ship creaked eerily against the docks, the haunting sounds echoing deep within. Morgan sat hunched over her table, drowning in merchant papers and tariffs as the candlelight glowed and flickered golden around her and the cabin. She was staring at the numbers willing her brain to function, but her wandering mind wouldn't comply. Instead, Morgan was fa...
He just had to get a craving for pizza in the middle of the night, when all the delivery services were down and done for the day. Really, it couldn't have waited until the next day, like any reasonable desire for food, nooo, he had to have pizza right now. Morgan continued his internal self-depreciating grumbling as he walked on the side of the road, checki...
The party was winding down. Morgan had expected different from her best friend. Amber stood by the door ushering people out into the cool night air. As she was closing the door a chilly summer breeze blow back here long auburn hair and she felt the nipples on her 34c breasts harden slightly. "Well that's everyone that doesn't matter." She said as she swatt...
Mid-September, 2019. Near Seattle, Washington. "It's funny, but I don't want you to go, Morgan," her therapist said with a warm smile. "No. I understand. We've gotten very close over the last three years," the woman she'd been working with over that period of time replied. "We're not supposed to get attached to our patients, but we're just human beings wi...
Brad was at the park one Saturday afternoon playing softball with his buddies when he spotted Morgan, a gorgeous tall thin blonde sitting on a nearby bench. Brad accidentally lost the ball near where she was sitting and had to go get it. The softball game had wrapped up and everyone had packed up their things to leave, since it was getting dark. This gave Br...
Maria is my wife. We dated for almost 18 months before we got married. During that year and a half, we quickly learned that we both had an insatiable appetite for sex. Since puberty hit me, I have had to ejaculate at least twice a day just to keep comfortable. When I fail to do so, almost without fail I will awake in the middle of the night from an erotic dr...
Author's Note: Many thanks for the kind remarks on the first installment! Please note that part II contains water sports and some pooping, but no scat. All characters in this story are eighteen years or older and are entirely fictional; any similarities to actual persons are entirely coincidental. Enjoy! *** She feels it deep in her stomach, that unbearabl...
Chapter Two: Intensive Care The Next Day Baghdad, Iraq "Oh thank God. I thought it was gonna be oatmeal or grits." "Hey, you ain't that busted up," said the other soldier as he placed the tray over Morgan's lap. "And I don't know about you intel types, but torture's illegal in this hospital." Morgan smiled as the soldier left, then leaned forward to sme...