Josh was very, very thirsty. The swarthy, dark-haired young man had been sitting at the keyboard a good five hours this Saturday morning, and no less than seven hours the night before. It was the battleground weekend, and he was determined to finish his point grind before the weekly reset. He'd set aside the time, turned in his term paper and turned off his...
I was 20 and had just moved to Boston. I didn't know many people and had yet to find a place to live. I was still living with my brother. On a trip to the supermarket I noticed an older woman in the checkout line giving me the eye and a wide smile. Being the shy type I didn't reciprocate but managed a weak smile and nod. I paid for my groceries and left. I n...
All of the participants of this are of legal age. This is a story from a particular segment of the BDSM community depicting a DD/bg relationship. This is NOT a tale of incest! * * * * * * * * In a small corner of her mind, she felt shame. With a lock on her emotions and thoughts, she resolutely pushed the shame down and locked it up tight with a mental he...
This is a re-post of a 2009 story that had been re-edited. There is no sex in this story. *** It was Saturday and I was not looking forward to another afternoon of humiliation. My wife, Cathy, and I were spending the afternoon in the condo common area with three other couples drinking beer and eating off the grills. The beer was pretty constant but the f...
Ty's Baby Mommas Ty had fathered black babies by three white women before he met Cathy Ann. All three were married when they met Ty, were fucked by Ty, and impregnated by Ty. Two were still with their white husbands. The third baby momma left her husband and living with a black man, who was Ty's friend. They still meet and fuck on regularly, Cathy learned...
Now I've never been the type to step out of my so called 'comfort zone'. I've always been told what's lady like and what was not. This upbringing controlled my life, was my guide for every single thing I did, every single solitary day. From the moment I awoke to the moment I fell asleep, in my empty cold bed, the only company was the romance novels I had rea...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Would you choose ephemeral beauty, or rugged determination?* *Please note: I wrote this before the incidents in Paris and San Bernardino, which makes some of the fantasy story developments tragic in that life sometimes mirrors fantasy* ****...
Chapter 21 What a Cuckold Needs November 2010 Introduction Putting aside all the cliches and porn visions of cuckolding, my wife Sally and I have found it to be a wonderful part of our marriage for the past nearly-13 years of our 27 years together. She does not hate me, she is not a bitch, and she certainly didn't marry me for my money. What we do and ho...
The moment Noriko stepped inside, she was glad she had not agreed to a "cheap motel room". No, this was so much better. She liked the color of the room and the lighting, and the size of it as she found a place for her laptop and set up her computer. No this would be perfect, she thought. Her mind raced in wild thoughts as she set her computer up on a corner...
The dark was trying hard to maintain its dominance but the sun was unstoppable a little like Georgina, Roger thought. He was lying beside her his head on his hand. When they first met he thought her handsome, it was a term men used to describe women who were not too ugly. Her features lacked the perfect symmetry expected of those who were defined as beautif...