Dez was happy with all the pussy and ass he was getting, but he missed a girl of his own. Deep down, he longed to have a woman by his side, an intelligent, but cool woman to make his wife, that he could share his life with. He had Trish, Angela and a lot of girls. But they didn't belong to him completely and they had an independent streak. He also did not wa...
Our first sexual experiences were with each other when we were both eighteen. Today that would be unusual but in those days censorship was strict, the Internet didn't exist and DVDs hadn't been invented. I owned a small and very rickety old Ford car and I'd park it around the corner from where she lived and we would climb into the back seat. The first time...
Up until the time I was married I would have never believed that there were two disparate Americas coexisting side by side forming unequal parts of the same whole; one of unbounded privilege and the other of implicit, soul-deadening servitude. To think that the vast majority of Americans were no more than indentured slaves to banks and corporations that rule...
The story so far In the 23rd century, Mike is an information science student at the Tokyo Arcology International University, as the old University of Tokyo is now known. Originally from the English country-side, he is an exchange student living in the massive Tokyo Arcology. Arcologies are city-sized megastructures containing all the housing, industrial, fo...
(Note to readers: This is the entire story, including all three parts and all nine chapters. To read this in stages, click on 'Bookmark Story' at the bottom of the last page. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The story is set after vaccine availability brings the pandemic under control. Most of the characters are African-American. The s...
"White Wedding" "It's a Nice Day to Start Again..." By Chloe Tzang © 2019 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a totally immoral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the u...
December 29th (Wednesday) I'd just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers. "It's too damn hot in this apartment." I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unse...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...
Robert leapt up the polished hardwood steps of the New Farm art deco apartment building, an overnight bag slung over his shoulder and a bunch of flowers in his hand. It was Friday night and after a two hour journey he was just metres away from his destination. He'd first made the trip to Audrey's home twelve months ago. He'd gotten hopelessly lost driving...
I'm back after a bit of a break. This is a work of fiction. It's a slow moving story and is more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. *** I wasn't looking forward to the next 15 or so hours. I'd just managed to squash myself into the small and cramped economy seat at the rear of the large aircraft taking...