Gosh! She's got the right forms in the right places! Not tall, slim, blond hair, blue eyes that I've seen in a flash!... If she won't take the same bus as the one that I'm waiting for, I shall just take my chances, even if I'm to waste one or two hours wandering around the town... The industrial area is situated into a forest, with only three enterprises....
Hey, you. Yeah, I'm talking to you. Yeah, you're the man sitting behind the computer, probably with your dick in one hand and the clicker in the other. You're in a room by yourself, away from prying eyes. This is your free time. Time to sit back, and get your ass entertained. You're bored, or tired, or coming from work. Maybe you're at home or at the librar...
My name is Charles Benedict. A tall young black man from the Windy City. I'm currently hanging out with my buddies Davis Samson and Clyde Blacker, two tall and fit-looking black studs from the same hood. All of us are collegiate athletes currently on vacation. We play Basketball for Magister Institute of Technology, a private four-year college that is divide...
My name is Kyle Gregory. I'm a tall young black man who originally hails from the Island of Haiti. Just a Haitian stud trying to make a living in America. I attend one of the very best schools in the state of Massachusetts. The Western Massachusetts Technical Institute or WMTI. It's one of the largest schools in the country. Home to a student body of thirty...
Harry took his coffee and went to sit at a free table by the modest beauty he'd noticed in the summery dress. She was the kind of girl he'd spend an hour trying to come up with some witty way to start a conversation, only to watch her walk out the door before he had the courage or the words. As he set his coffee down and pulled out his chair, she turned to h...
Again, many thanks to all those who took the time to give feedback and encourage me. Here's part 3. * DING DONG!!!! Jane pushed the doorbell once on Rachel's front door. We looked at each other and smiled. Following our badminton game with both Anna and Rachel, we were invited round for dinner. Jane looked fantastic; she was wearing a long white skirt and...
My name is Jackson Leroy III. I'm a young Black man originally from Boston currently living in rural Virginia. I'm a student at the Fraser Institute of Technology. It's a small, four-year private technical college with only about thirty eight hundred students. I found out about them my senior year of high school. I attended Saint Paul Academy, an all-male Ca...
Three in a Tent Made for Two: When she's dumped, three hot guys save the day. * They were concentrating on their badminton game now, and had stopped glancing across at me. The lake glinted in the sun. The hills were a dove grey. Campers dozed or chatted outside the tents lining the field. Outside our A-frame tent, we sat in canvas chairs, my boyfriend T...
Author's Notes: - Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts before reading this. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. V ***** That night Tony took me to his local pub. I guess that he wanted to show his new acquisition to his mates. I got introduced as 'his new fuck-toy'; which...
This is the second part of the story of Anna. Thanks for all those who encouraged me to keep writing. I hope people enjoy this second part and thanks for the feedback and encouragement. I do not pretend to be any sort of writer, just someone who likes this site and wants to contribute. "Hello John," said Anna. The voice stopped me in my tracks. I recogni...