Bhang is a real drink that is drunk in India. I have had the opportunity to try some in the USA. It is quite potent! A little goes a long way. Google it to get the recipes. This story contains interracial sex. If that offends you, move on! This little tale is not for you. Everyone in this story is at least 18 years of age. Chapter 1 John Caples struggled...
One night Jasmine, my wife now, and I were at home she had just gotten out of the shower when the phone rang. It was a friend of ours Paul. He asked us to come over to his place for to see what he’d found. It seemed he had cleaned up a house for a local realtor and had come across as he put it tons of clothes he thought might be fit Jasmine. Since we weren’t...
A big thank you to Redwings1202 for editing this story. All mistakes herein are my own. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. *** The bus door hissed open. Reid skipped out the door and onto the sidewalk with a smile on his face. Just back from his second year at college, Reid was looking forward to rec...
Melinda's bodily rush had been nearly overwhelming from the moment she pictured Michael in the car. It had overflowed her senses, and completed an orgasm that was started by the inept Paul. Now, as she stared at the scribbled number and the equally scribbled "Michael" beneath it, she felt a new wave spread through her as she reached for the phone. This rush...
Well here it was almost Valentine's Day...again. Jerome didn't have a date...again. His girlfriend Linda had broken up with him...again and always around the end of January. So why did he keep rekindling their obviously disastrous relationship? She was hot and the sex was magnificent, that's why. She'd dump him in late January, be totally cold to him until a...
This is my entry to the 2019 Valentine's Day Contest. Please be kind with your stars. I'd also love to receive comments. I hope you like the story! I was worried about money. My living style, not extravagant by any means, exceeded my income. I had a decent enough job, it was just that my salary was too low. I worked for corporate America and there was no wa...
Author's note. These are not stand alone stories. If you haven't read chapters 1 through 5, please go back and read them first, or this chapter will make no sense. ****** Chapter 6: Oh, what a night. The drive to Marguerite's was short. She lived in a brownstone in an upscale neighborhood less than a mile from the shopping district where her store was loc...
Dear Readers: This is Chapter Three of my "Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold" series. If you haven't read the first two chapters please do, you'll enjoy this one much more knowing how the plot actually started. As with the first two stories it's a true to life experience from a wife's point of view with some minor editing. Your comments and votes are apprecia...
This story is a continuation of my "The Performance" series in that it features my character Megan Ward. Of course, the ubiquitous Harry Stone is the narrator. I think that this story can stand on its own, but you are encouraged to read my "The Performance" series including "Private Performances" for background. This story is a work of fiction. Any resembla...
This story is inspired by real events. The characters' names have changed, but they are real. ****** Adnan, 20 years old, and his family immigrated from Syria to the United States in the late 90's. He lives a happy and loving life with his father Hassan, 50 years old, and his good-looking mother Jumana, 42 years old. They are the Khoury family. They live...