My name is James Jarvis. A big and tall young man of Haitian and Irish descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I was born to an Irish mother and Haitian father. My mother died shortly after giving birth to me and I was raised by my father's family. Being a biracial dude in the racially diverse but occasionally uptight City of Boston wasn't alway...
*** Author's note*** Anything in this story is free to criticize and all help is very much welcome. This is my first trial at something substantial in writing as I am a huge fan of the high quality writing and am attempting to put something together like it. Any editors or advise givers please feel free to message me with suggestions! And as always, make sur...
It was every Autumn of her life that Ivory and the rest of her clan made the same trek south. Every Spring she returned the same way. She reasoned that the journey would seem less arduous as each year came by, but this year the wind was colder, the snow heavier and the ground more treacherous. Ivory wondered whether the migration only seemed worse because it...
The name is Jay Vincent. A big and tall young Black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I live in a town full of morons. And I absolutely hate it. From the dumb-ass women I see talking on the phone or checking their makeup in the rearview mirror instead of paying attention to traffic while driving to the punk-ass guys and girls I see smoking (...
Olivia steps out the large doorway, leaving the cooled and comfy interior of her home inside the inner ring of the Graystone mountains. Olivia is a citizen of the Grayland Grazers a society that exists and lives their entire lives in a series of massive underground tunnels that circle running throughout the land beneath the Graystone mountain range. This par...
"This is all their keys in case you need them. As I said, don't try to take them out of their suit unless it is absolutely necessary. It would be the best way to make them angry at you." "... Yes." "So, all their meals are in the fridge, and I labeled each bottle with their names. They each have an extra, just in case." "... Yes." "Oh, and this is my cel...
This story contains huge breasts and lactation. Author's Notes: Final story of this arc, more a short epilogue transitioning to the future. Because this is so short: know I plan to do more stories with Pauline and I wanted an end to this series to move onto more self-contained stories. I hope you enjoyed Pauline's first adventure and let me know what you'd...
Chapter 11: Farmgirl Lust Part 1 The sun was shining brilliantly in the clear blue Saturday morning sky as Danger rode down the rocky country road at the end of which was a farm that was owned by one of his friend's uncles. Danger had agreed to spend the weekend at the farm lending a hand with some extra work. George, the owner of the farm, wanted to clear...
Cher snuggled up close to Sir David as he put his arm around her and pulled her close to his side. Without question she smiled as she laid her head on the shoulder of this man who she adored more than life itself. He had behaved very mysteriously with that twinkle of mischief that she loved in his eye as he had ushered her into the car. She had been checki...
The dark-coated Wolf wandered through the forest, if such nightly prowls could truly be considered wanderings. It had been ten years since The Fall. The Zombie plague came, wiping out ninety percent of the world's population. Ten percent of seven point one billion is still a lot of people, some would say. Of course, those who would say that are without a dou...