Forgive me? Julian sighed as he flipped over a bacon wrapped filet. Even the smell of red meat and bacon couldn't pull him out of his frustration with Jasmine. Coming to her in her dreams were starting to take a toll on him. His persistent had finally paid off though, he'd learned her name. It was heaven and hell knowing but not knowing how she felt about...
It was stifling hot this morning even though the sun was just beginning to rise. I skipped breakfast threw on a pair of shorts (too hot for underwear) and went straight to work in my wonderful garden. I stood over the plants, sweat running down my face and tanned chest, soaking my shorts, looking, beaming with pride at the abundant fruits of my labor. Garden...
My partner Lorenzo and I were in my den drinking a few years before I got married. As with most conversations between guys, the subject soon turned to sex and the women we had been banging, especially my latest one, Jen, short for Jennifer. My Jen was a man’s fantasy come true. A sexy fair-skinned black woman who, when tanned, turned a bronzed brown with str...
After reading my posted story I spotted some errors. I did not know I could edit it and post the edited version. So here is my edited version, I do hope it meets with everyone's approval and you enjoy reading it. Thank-you! babee_girl I look at my watch and grumble, "Damn, it's only 10am." I have been sitting by the front window of the store were I am worki...
Living in a trailer park was beginning to piss Annette off. Half way through medical school, she hadn't minded at first, as the rent was cheap and she could spend more of her Hispanic charity grants on her car and clothes. But she had not even been able to enjoy that, as she was working and schooling her ass off. Miami was too expensive to live in, and she w...
This is the beginning of my own version of a story line about the Carpathian Men and the women they mate with. I have always been fascinated by vampires and had my own take on them fantasy-wise. When I began reading novels about the Carpathians they seemed like exactly the image I had of what vampires would be like if I were to write them. This is the first...
As (almost) always, this derives from real life; in this case, real life was merely a spark to ignite the story, which is mostly fictional. * What do two teenagers -- one a tall, gangly male, the other a roly-poly female -- have in common? Well, more than one might think. I was the tall male, a skinny kid with big thighs who had to wear pants three sizes...
"Please, come in." Candice smiled, she opened the door wide stepping back to let the men into her house. "How long do you think this is going to take?" she asked politely. "Maybe a few days, but it shouldn't really be more than two." One of them replied, smiling. She looked at his crisp, navy work shirt, it said 'Bud'. He was quite handsome, maybe in his la...
When most people look at me, they see a six-foot-one, lean and dark-skinned Black man with curly Black hair and light brown eyes. They make all kinds of assumptions. I'm presumed to be some kind of criminal simply because I am Black and male. I'm also presumed to be a potential threat to national and even global security because I come from a Muslim backgrou...
I have a dream job. Or perhaps more of a fantasy job. Unfortunately those fantasies are mostly in the minds of my friends. I run my own private massage therapy practice from home, no other staff, just me and the clients. So my friends luridly imagine this means I spend my days oiling the pliant thighs of nubile young ladies who are then so overcome with lust...