Ian was tired, bone-tired, after a long day's work in the fields. A husky youth of 18 summers, his broad shoulders and muscular arms testified too many long hours under the sun keeping his grandfather's farm productive. His hair was bright red, his eyes blue, his limbs long, and his tanned skin almost hid his freckles completely. The laborers left in the twi...
The pilot came on the intercom and informed us passengers that we were some forty minutes from landing, the weather was blah, blah, blah and thank you for flying XYZ Airlines. My sleepiness stopped me from paying attention to almost everything that he had said. It had been a long and boring flight, filled with me mostly sleeping and gawking at the flight a...
Mixed Emotions Chapter 2 Greg's Turn to Dominate Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is...
When a man stops lying to himself and rejects the lies told to him by others, he will find life much simpler. My name is Charles Joseph. My friends call me C.J. and I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born far from Canada, in the Caribbean island of Haiti. My folks and I moved to Canada eleven yea...
Gail King, a natural blonde with a figure sculptured perhaps by the sculptor's gardener employed to shape shrubs rather than by the sculptor himself was deposited on rickety jetty on Kismet Island where there was a small roof on four poles for shelter. "Don't worry love," said the deckhand with an unusually soft Aussie accent as she steered the inflatable...
I walked briskly into the smart hotel restaurant and scanned the tables for Pete's familiar figure. As usual, I felt slightly nervous at the thought of seeing him again, but at the same time experienced the familiar tingling excitement. Catching sight of him waving at a discrete table at the back of the restaurant, I waved back and hurried over. "Sorry I'm...
You may recall from the first three chapters of this story the lovely Megan, who has become a good friend of James and Julia's. This is an excerpt from when they met at a boudoir photo session for Julia, who is, herself, an attractive, petite brunette with an adventuresome side. ...As introductions were exchanged, Julia and James admired the beautiful thirt...
My current live-in girlfriend, Cara, and I were sitting down to an intimate Friday evening candlelight dinner, which we then planned to develop into a romantic candlelit evening in our bed. We had just made a major purchase which had been delivered that morning, a spectacular reproduction mahogany four poster Victorian bed. We had every intention of inaugura...
Euphrosyne smiled as she stood in the grand hall of the Palace she shared with the other Graces. The preparations for their end of summer soiree had gone on for weeks, and tonight was the big night for their much anticipated party and everything looked absolutely perfect. Looking into her enormous pink marbled dining room, the large oaken table in the center...
I can still smell the rum, the whiskey, the semen, the sweat, and the salt water every time I go anywhere near a beach or sand dune. It was twelve years ago but I sometimes awaken to the sounds of their laughter and cruelty. I awaken to my soaked wet panties and nipples on fire with tension in my thigh muscles just from the mere memory. I have been sore afte...