My name is Jim. I'm an interracial addict. Just an ordinary white guy who happens to love watching a white woman have sex with a black man. To me it is the most beautiful sexual union between a man and a woman possible. I tried to resist this desire to watch interracial sex over the years because I felt it was an unnatural and unhealthy behavior. Over time I...
Acknowledgment The sound that readers might hear in the distance is Sir Walter Scott turning over in his grave. To give credit where it is due, the general story line of the following work, "Ivan Horton's Choice", is borrowed loosely from the great novel, Ivanhoe, written by Sir Walter Scott in 1819. Some of the character names in the story were inspired by...
That evening after dinner, I started back to work on my book. At first, the going was slow but soon the words started pouring through my fingers onto the keyboard. I was composing on the fly just like I had done when I first started writing my stories. I felt a renewed vigor coursing through my mind as my newest story began unfolding. “What’re you smiling a...
My wife Lynn was pacing back and forth in front of the mirror occasionally twisting around trying to look at every part of her tight sexy body. She was nude due to having just stepped from the bath and there was still water rivulets dripping off her smooth tanned skin. She was obviously pleased with what she was seeing. I know that I was. Lynn naughtily li...
Jasmin 03: At the Park © LIPrulz August 2007 (Author Note: This is the third in the Jasmin series. Apologies to readers for any confusion as to their order. When writing about actual events that occurred in our lives over a period of a decade and delivering the story in an interesting format the titling has been problematic. The first submission was Jasmin...
[Continuing Book 1: Cheating] "How was Carrington?" Mike asked excitedly. Jen got home late that afternoon and it was the first time they'd had a chance to talk (they'd just put Anna to bed). Jen gave him an innocent look. "Carrington?" she asked pretending not to understand. "Come on," Mike urged her. He was done with the cheating role playing, he want...
Kaarthen had listened, but she nodded off somewhere in the second eon of Marcos' long history. Marcos spoke at length about former countries, plots he used to separate the rival god Minun or his Champion from power, and the deaths that usually resulted from his many exploits. When Marcos stopped talking, she was asleep and Vellina stared at him with a hung...
There is no explicit sex in this story. I wish to thank the people who helped contribute to and edit this story, per their wishes, they remain anonymous. This story is totally fictitious; any resemblance the characters might have to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be published at any other site without the express...
Chapter 14 – Revelation The next two weeks were busy, but uneventful. Stefan did not seem to have noticed the change in his lover, or perhaps he simply did not comment upon it. Everyone worked hard, the papers began to emerge, and, every evening, they socialised and ate together, paired up and went to bed. Every night, before they were taken into sleep,...
It was after supper, but the evening sun still shone through the lofty windows of the gymnasium to catch dust particles floated weightlessly in its slanting streams of light. A naked young man who promoted the delicate aura of a fragile girl stood fumbling over his words before the seated figure of Miss Twist, groping helplessly for an excuse to explain the...