I was 17 when my dad married Elizabeth, a beautiful black woman. Being white in a Southern town it was hard on everyone, especially my new step-sister Lorraine. A cute girl of 16 almost 17, we both caught a lot of flak from the kids in our School. Luckily I Graduated High School and left for College. Lorraine had another year to go before she was out and off...
Exposing her body unashamedly to so many men was blatantly bold and became for her a rite of passage, the beginning of a journey bridging adolescence and womanhood. She knew her innocence would be lost that night and in her mind it could not happen soon enough. Claudia spent three weeks at the country estate of a wealthy French businessman feeding and groo...
Author's Note: This is an entry in the Earth Day contest, 2007. All characters involved in any sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. The characters are not real persons, nor are any of the events in this story real. Certainly there are celebrations of Earth Day, but this one is a figment of my imagination. This is fiction. And it is non-eroti...
"After Bar 69" is the second story in a series of four. It is drawn from experiences of a white American male nude art model, Tom, from Cleveland. He becomes a dirty naked sex-model publicly engaging in sex and rimming a naked black Jamaican female, Angela, in an open-to-the-public live-sex-peepshow on the Reeperbahn in Hamburg, Germany. Characters and place...
Mike walked Michelle back to the door of her condo and was surprised when she kissed him full on the lips so openly while thanking him for everything he'd done. "Thanks for the fun tonight," she said. "I hope it's not a one-time deal and I can get a piece of this again" she purred as she traced her finger over the outline of Mike's cock. Obviously he had...
Dear Matthew, By now, you are trying to figure what happened to me. I know I should have called you and to tell you that I wasn't on the flight back to Boston and back in our home. I am sorry, but my new lover told me not to call you. I forgot to tell you that I did what you asked. If you don't remember I will remind you. Last week, we were in the kitchen...
This story is based on fact. Some literary license has been taken to make it a better read. Your comments are both payment and helpful to this author. Thanks for reading my story, Enjoy. * This is the story about the most important summer of my life. The summer that I finally became a man and realized who I am. It was My Corvette Summer. Hi there. Nice t...
I slammed Richard's car door and stormed off. He rolled down the window. "Bitch!" he shouted, loud enough for everyone on my block to hear. His tires screeched as he hit the gas. Richard was supposed to take me out on a date and have me home by 12am. I looked at the cracked screen of my cellphone. It read 2am. They were having classic movie night under t...
They had been married for almost 8 years. By now they were strangers living in the same house. The sex, if they had it at all, was perfunctory. It was unusual if it lasted 5 minutes. He would just roll over, pull her nightgown up over her waist and stick his cock inside her. No foreplay and certainly no cuddling afterward. No, he just rolled over and went to...
Dale walked calmly back to the bed and extended an arm, urging Bethany to get up. She did so with a cheerful laugh, then looked sourly at her clothes on the easy chair. "Now I don't want to put those clothes on. They seem so—artificial!" "I know what you mean," Dale said as he picked up his underwear from the floor. "But I don't think I care to eat dinner...