I had been working on a thread in the "Sexual Role Playing" forum with StarWhisperer, and at post 227, I made a brief depiction of my character's interaction with a much older noblewoman. It was only a brief post about the encounter and I wanted to do so much more with it. That inspired me to write this story. Here is the link to the thread, for those who...
I come from the lower end of an upper middle class town. Through high school and then into college I'd gotten a pretty good lawn mowing and gardening service going. I was always expected to mow our lawn for nothing, or, if you like, because dad said so. I didn't mind. Actually I rather liked it and still do to this day. There's a quick sense of accomplishmen...
Hello, there. What's up? My name is Steve. If you've come here, then you probably know about me or you're at least curious. I don't blame you. I'm a big and tall Black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a fine-looking brother if I do say so. I stand around six-foot-five and I weigh two hundred and forty pounds. My skin is caramel-colored. I work out of...
It is wonderful fucking Angela Jones. She is such a wonderful minx. I love her to bits and she does me and we just get on together just right. First time I saw her on the parade ground looking to appetising in her tight figure hugging khaki skirt I made up my mind I just had to get inside. So now, when she wears her 'costumes' for me, our heaven is sure to...
Of all the times in my life when I needed to be wanted, this was one of them. I had been thinking of leaving my wife for some time now as she was not measuring up to what she had promised with her vow’s and declarations of undying love. The love and lovemaking had died shortly after the wedding, proving that wedding cake was indeed the one food guaranteed...
It was a slow Tuesday afternoon at the Barneys New York where Lydia relaxed, sitting comfortably with her legs crossed at the knee while she sipped her Starbucks. For the last twenty minutes she'd been the only customer in the store's famed designer shoe department, and while countless extravagant, beautiful things surrounded her and certainly drew her inter...
FAWC 2: The Stranger in the Park (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "myster...
NOTICE: Unlike most of my stories, there is no sex at all in this one. It is my entry in the 2012 Earth Day Contest, so please read it and, if you like it, vote accordingly. I also appreciate any comments readers care to make. * Jessica Graf, a 27 year old mother of a baby son, loves going to the park in her neighborhood and pushing Frederick, her four mo...
Ashleigh hummed to herself as she tried to brush some of her brown curls into submission in her shoulder length hair. She looked in the mirror in the dim light of her room and stuck her pink tongue out at her reflection. It didn't seem to matter how much brushing she did, it seemed like all it ever did was maker her hair fluffier. She didn't even know why sh...
Kammie was a busy woman. Her position as real estate acquisitions for a large electric generation and transmission company kept her on her toes. Always planning ahead, it was her job to secure real estate for the business as quietly as possible to keep the costs down. Mapping and maintaining all the geographic information was a daunting task. She was very g...