I didn't know much about Alia. She was hot...That was it. I'm not really sure what she was. She looked mixed with something, had perfect, naturally dark tan skin, and long, curly black hair. She always wore skirts. It might've been cultural, but again, not sure what she was. Until earlier tonight. Alia developed overnight. One day, she was kind of flat-ches...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
* Introduction: First of all, this is a real story. Some conversations are not completely the same simply because you can't remember every single word you and/or other people say. When I was quite a young man, I watched my first porn movie. I came to a scene where a well-muscled black man was hitting on and getting laid with a dark-haired French woman. Th...
# 3 ( the New Recruit) Once Shree moved into my building as a neighbor or relationship blossomed. We practically were eating out of each other's hands every day. Not to mention the sex. Hardly a day was missed when we did not make love to each other. It normally would be when either of us had to travel out of station for work. One evening I got a call from...
She sits alone in her room. She writes Erotic Literature both as a hobby and as a sexual outlet. She also writes Erotic Literature because she knows that the 'words' can excite men in a way that her body never will. She writes to fill an internal void deep within her and because it is far less dangerous than drinking excessive amounts of alcohol or swall...
The morning after David had slept with Esther, while her husband Mark watched, David went out for a walk to leave the two of them alone. The couple got the feeling that their friend wanted to make sure everything was going to be ok between them and give them some time to talk through any feelings. Mark, wanting to make sure that Esther knew he loved her and...
As so often happens with these Roman stories of mine this story was inspired by an artifact. This time it is a little phallus shaped Bronze Stud found on the site of a temple dedicated to Mercury at Uley in Gloucestershire England and dated 2nd or 3rd century. My name is Geminia, sister of Geminius who is my twin brother. When we were born our father Felix...
Steven and I have been friends for 47 years. I have been after him for several years to write our story from his point of view. Of course he joked, "Oh you mean from an old white guy's point of view?" I always laugh at his jokes because inside his jokes are those little grains of truth that make you uncomfortable. I told him no, because black women want to k...
Mandy felt so alone. Miles away from home, she was stuck in a strange, intimidating college where she knew no one. She'd tried to make the best of it, but her situation just kept getting worse and worse. She'd been forced to endure a humiliating gym class in which her coaches made her do exercises that displayed her voluptuous body in vulgar ways. She should...
It was a great day for the beach. The sun was beating down on the sand, and reflecting off of each waves with a little sparkle. The crash of the waves coupled with the laughter and chatting of the beach goers provided a soothing soundtrack to the beautiful August afternoon. Lacy, a twenty one year old college student strolled onto the hot sand with her frien...