Jessica Stevens stood out in the parking lot of the gym and she could feel the first chill of the fall in the air. A pang of sadness coursed through her when she thought of the empty house that awaited her. She also thought of the package on the counter in the kitchen, the unassuming brown cardboard box that her friend Kate had mailed to her after their long...
I sat in a chair facing Molly and she said, "I should have told you earlier in our marriage about my girlhood fantasy of being taken and used like a slut as a black man had his way with me, but somehow I could never bring myself to tell you about it. I used to masturbate imaging I was being forcibly fucked hard and deep by a big black cock. Can you forgive m...
I'm covered in sweat as I place the barbell back on the rack. Hard and bulging, my biceps flex, expanding almost traumatized and trying to recover from my last set. Glancing over in the mirror, I notice my hard chocolate colored, striated triceps, broad well-rounded shoulders, wide chest which resemble strapped bugling slabs of rock on my upper body. My six...
Mal had been about halfway through his run when the skies opened up on him. It began to rain in torrential amounts, drenching him in seconds. He nearly slipped and busted his ass more than once as he altered his path to the nearby Taco Bell. It was late, a minute or a few after closing and by the time he got to the door the tank top he wore clung to him and...
This is an older story of mine from another site...hope you enjoy. We’ve been married for twenty five years; high school sweethearts and the only sexual partner we have had is each other. Our two kids are off to college and we have more time to ourselves. My wife Annie was brought up in the south by strict, and though they wouldn’t consider themselves racis...
Trudy was just getting out of the shower that evening when the door bell rang. Wrapping a bath towel around her wet torso, she yelled, "Come in, it's open." As she put on her black, high heel slippers, she heard the door open above the soft music on the radio in the living room. She walked to her bedroom door to see her visitor. Scott was standing near the...
"What kind of a name is Zineb Jabrane?" Jamaican Defense Force Corporal Jacobson Abrahams asked wryly, a big grin on his handsome face, as he sat across from me. I looked at the handsome young Jamaican guy and shrugged. Truth be told, I thought Jacobson Abrahams was an odd name for a black man. Most of the ones I knew back in my hometown of Marrakesh had eth...
How about a fantasy for my wife with a stranger when I'm not around... During your summer vacation you are finally able to spend sometime at home and get some things done around the house that you've been wanting to get done for quite awhile. You are also making some new purchases that have been long overdue and getting numerous deliveries. On one particul...
Note: All names are fictional in this story. It's a normal early Friday evening and Sarah, my girlfriend, her best friend Heather, and I are planning to meet up for a rather low-key night of watching movies and hanging out at Sarah's. As I was cleaning up and getting ready for our lazy night at home Sarah called and said she would be about an hour late beca...
The traditional rite of an autumn weekend is fast football, cold beer, and good friends. But Jim was not the kind of guy who enjoyed football. He was also not the kind of guy to swill gallons of cold beer. And he certainly didn't have many friends. Jim Handy was a young and promising architect who specialized in upscale residential buildings in the recently...