It was 10:30 that hot July night when the alarm clock rang and my wife groaned. She rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom then rather uncharacteristically, went into our walk-in closet and closed the door to dress. She emerged wearing her blue nurse's scrubs and a flowered tunic her stethoscope slung around her neck. It was a Tuesday night and she wo...
Growing up in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, Timothy Jean-Pierre had access to all kinds of sexy ladies since he was a good-looking young Black man. Still, there were certain ladies which most players in town considered off-limits. Hijab-wearing Somali women and Arab women. The few White women who wore the hijab after going all Muslim and stuff di...
Being new in town is never easy, Michelle decided. With David on his third posting in the ten years they had been married, the effort of fitting into a different community was just getting to be a bit much. That's why she opted to accept an invitation to the neighbourhood housewives' support group - the sort of thing Michelle had always scorned. It'll be a c...
The fund raiser was in full swing. Older men in expensive suits wandered the room schmoozing with one another. All of them were trying to top everyone else by proclaiming that they gave the most to whatever charity they were here for. They really didn't care, they were just here to be seen, get a free meal, spread a little of their wealth so they could claim...
My name is Veronique Donovan and I am a tall, somewhat plump black woman in her forties. Now that I am a bit older, I find myself focusing on the simpler things in life. I've gone to college, had offspring and even done the marriage thing but now, I am quite alone and I must focus on satisfying my needs. For forty five years, I led the life that I thought wa...
6 years later, Darcy and Stephen Reunite for more trysts in the big apple. ******** Stephen hadn't seen Darcy for some time now. Since she graduated from USC, he would think of her often, remembering the great times he and Darcy had explored each other's bodies. He had lost track of her, hearing rumors of her being scooped up by some large Los Angeles la...
Lucia's mind raced over the details that had been discussed with Rich the previous day. Unbeknownst to her, the people she had performed her miraculous blowjob in front of had been film producers, of the pornographic variety. Based on her performance, they were prepared to make her a 10 picture deal, paying $5000 per picture, and Rich had added, with a smile...
The Citadel was quiet after sunset. Wind ran through the rickety metal interior, whistling through cracks. On a dark night a traveler could see the monstrosity from a hundred miles away. It towered above the fields and forests, bleak and ancient and bare, like a gravestone covered in rusty, flickering lights. Besides the stars and moon, no place offered ligh...
My name is James Jacob Slay. Friends call me J.J. I kind of like the nickname, so I don't bug them when they use it with me. What's today's topic of discussion? Simply me, myself and I. I have certain rather intimate confessions to make. In my former life, I was a bit of a snob. I was the editor of the world's most popular and well-read fashion magazine. I h...
The woman was old and bent and gray, long in her days and hard-set in her ways. As constant in her course as the river which rolls past her place. Those whom she'd loved, (and some who'd loved her, she supposed) had long gone away, moved on or, mostly, passed on. Somewhere, (Tennessee, or Georgia she had heard) dwelt her children's, children's, children, but...