Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My dad is a truck driver and he is usually gone three weeks per month. My mother died when I was very young so I was raised by my ultra conservative grandparents. I've lived a very sheltered life and I've hardly ever dated, much less had sex. Before leaving on his latest trip, my...
Hey, hey, hey! Still here? To be honest, I wasn't sure you would be. People probably think I'm a bit much to take all in one go. It's true. I can be a total motormouth most of the time but that's just my way of hiding how nervous I get around others. The same goes for the cussing. I swear for a reason. Men are always coming on to me and I've discovered the...
This story includes bodily functions and some severe discipline, so if these offend you, you should read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Eleanor was becoming accustomed to having both Sgt. Denise and Sgt. Linda as her flat mates. Her husband was off at the six-month therapy facility at some location of which she was unaware and intended to re...
Sherry was the perfect model, especially for a college aged young man. She loved to get naked. She had a tall, stunning, voluptuous body with big perky tits, and she enjoyed getting naked. Did I mention she liked to flaunt her body? I had the pleasure of getting access to her as the studio model for my junior painting course, and since I was the only person...
Aminata Amponsah yawned and stretched as she stood on the Rampart, looking at the multitude of Undead besieging the remnants of metropolitan Accra, Ghana. The tall, dark-skinned and curvy young Muslim woman, a native of Kumasi City, did not like what she saw. Although a forty-meter-high wall with barbed wire on top protected what remained of metropolitan Acc...
"There must be something we can do," pleaded Sophie Webster, her voice full of emotion and little hope. The reply, from Paula Cunliffe, her former lover and her mother's lawyer was not positive. "Without any new evidence, there is zero chance of even getting an appeal, never mind winning one, I'm sorry Sophie." Sophie reached out and took the older woman's...
Linda sat confidently in the black leather arm chair tapping her red stiletto pumps anxiously on the deep carpeted floor. She gazed around the luxuriously appointed office of her soon to be significant other and waited for the arrival of her unknowing victim. For months now she had seduced, bewitched and aroused the man she would soon call her own. Ben was o...
"The Black community doesn't allow Black men the freedom of sexual self-expression, we all have to fit into what the community demands or we're toast," Bilal Jones said softly. The six-foot-tall, burly and dark-skinned African American stud leaned back on the chair, and looked at his good friend Samia Lahoud. The conflict and sadness that Samia saw on her go...
My name is Ishita. However, I didn't always go by this name -- I was called Ishaan before. I grew up in a middle class Indian family in the suburbs of Delhi. I was very shy and awkward growing up. And girls just scared the hell out of me. I was around 5 feet 5 inches tall and had a slim body. I also had shoulder length hair. I had grown my hair over the hol...
Chapter 1 - Establishing the Terms Phillip is a divorced, handsome, professor of economics at a university in the Northeast. In his late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching goatee, he has a distinguished look befitting a man of his age and profession. At 6 feet, with broad shoulders and strong arms, he has a large physical presence, a touch of rugge...