My name is Jamal James Wilkins. I am a tall young black man living in the city of Boston. Right now, it's late December and I'm finally on vacation from Northeastern University. I'm a Criminal Justice major and I've finally earned my B.A. I feel like celebrating. It's a good feeling when you accomplish what you set out to do, you know? I went to the downtown...
This story has elements of 'The process' in it as well as a reference to Michelle's love for the baritone voice of a black man, in particular, Barry White, as referenced in 'Meeting Me at the Ritz -- Part 2'. While the story stands on its own you may want to read the others first and then pick up where they leave off. I appreciate your comments (this story...
Vinessa and I had been going back and forth for some time. We passed our long and arduous workdays by diverting each other's attention. Our texts started out with flirtatious banter until they got a bit hotter, a lot heavier, and eventually made it hard to stand up from my desk without revealing how much she could turn me on. Then, the texts escalated to an...
Bryant took periodical peeps through his curtains as the stream of deliveries arrived next door on Saturday morning; the arrival of what was obviously a very large bed, setting the delivery men a tough task as they wrestled it through the door and caused some commotion in getting the mattress and base up the stairs. The delivery men didn't seem to mind a bit...
Hello, and welcome to the fourteenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comme...
Author's note: I hope you are currently enjoying the series. This chapter is rather long and is very short on erotic action but it is meant to get the back history of the series established. Now that this is done, we can get back to the good stuff! As always, votes and comments are welcomed. Enjoy! Chapter 6: Rich's Story "As you already know, Lisa, I am n...
Stefan: When I saw him lead her upstairs and then proceed to kiss her, I really wanted to take his head off, but the worse part was that she let him. I've never felt betrayed by anyone in my life but in that moment I felt like she'd ripped my heart out and handed it back to me. Feeling the tears in my own heart, I disappeared from the house and began to wal...
"You like that don't you bitch? You love being taken like a fucking dog, don't you bitch?" The guy (Dana did not even recall his name) was a construction worker and spoke like one. His hands were rough as he slapped the 19 year old college girl's ass and tugged harshly on her raven haired tresses while he fucked her hard from behind. She loved it. "Yeah!...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance There is no sex in this story sorry Note from Jake Rivers: This is my sixth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories bas...
"So what ride do we want to hit first?" Sara asked. "How about that one wooden coaster? The neck breaker I think." Rachel suggested. "I'm petty sure its not called the neck breaker." Amanda laughed. "But I know which one you're talking about. Lets head there." "I can't believe we just did that." Sara said as they headed over to the coaster. The four room...