WARNING: If you want bad things to happen to women who have sex outside the marriage, or to the men who have sex with them, click the back button NOW. This is an impregnation fantasy. There is no "Burn the Bitch" ending. It is also an utterly improbable concept, which in real life would result in the immediate and permanent revocation of the licenses of a...
"Wright, colonel wants to see you. What's up?" Mendez said, sticking his head through the door. There was plenty of guilt written all over my face. "I dunno, Sarn't." "Keep it zipped, Wright," he warned. As if I would just spill my guts all over the place. Right, Sarn't. I'm not quite that stupid, Sarn't. "Yes, Sarn't." I reported to the colonel with p...
My body seemed to know when the major was around before I did. My nipples got hard before I heard him. My stomach twitched before I smelled him. He didn't try to get me alone again, at least not like that. Perhaps he really did think I was dangerous. He never behaved the least bit inappropriately, except with his eyes. He touched me with them. They burned th...
Nica felt the Dupioni Silk brush against her skin as her latest "friend" unzipped the back. Nica wasn't in the mood for pleasantries or tenderness that he was trying to give her. She wasn't interested in soft, romantic love making or genteel sentiments. At this moment she just needed a good fuck. She restrained her primal desire to tear his clothes off and j...
Here are the first three chapters of the story, please note there isn't much sexual shenanigans going on yet -- this is more setting the background and the character. Please leave any (constructive!) criticism! --- Chapter 1 Mr Thomas Lefone surveyed the assembly room with a familiar disappointment curling in the pit of his stomach. The same preened gentl...
The jangling ring of the phone woke me up a few hours later. "Hello?" I rubbed my face and tried not to yawn. "Are you okay?" I frowned and rubbed my face again. "Sir?" "Yes. Are you okay?" I could hear the sounds of people behind him. He was in a store or something. "I fractured my foot, sir." He muttered something. "What'd they do?" "Put it in a cast...
"Wright! What the fuck are you still doing here?" One would think that I'd have gotten used to that coming up from behind and yelling trick. NCO or not, sometimes he really worked my last nerve. "Working Sarn't." I shoved a doodle paper under a stack of inventory. "Surely you've seen work before?" "Don't push it private. Get outta here. See ya tomorrow."...
This is autobiographical about how I came to appreciate and love black women. I grew up in south Texas with all the bias and prejudice that could be taught to a kid. I attended a large public university during the 1960s in the days before student loans. I was a commuter student because I couldn't afford to live in the dorms or apartments. My parents told me...
Of course, during the week I eagerly awaited my next Saturday session with Angela and thought about it all the time. One day the phone rang and it was Angela calling. She sounded like she was in a panic and said that she was really worrying about not passing her upcoming final. "Well, you know I'll do whatever I can to help," I said. "I know," she said. "...
Lucy climbed out of bed and threw on some pajamas and a robe, ran a brush through her hair and headed down to the kitchen. It was Saturday morning and she knew the family would be sleeping late. She looked forward to being able to grab some toast and juice and take them into the sun porch where she could read for a couple of quiet hours. When she got to the...