"Goodmorning, master Goodman. The time is 0730. Weather today is fair as usual. In regional ne-" speaks my alarm's voice before being cut off with the mute button. I rouse myself out of bed, the lights slowly increasing in brightness as to not be harsh on my slowly adjusting eyes. I manage to find the glass of water on the night stand, finishing of...
Right now, I'm on my back. And a chubby Black woman is slamming a dildo up my asshole. Quite an odd position for a young Black man to find himself in, don't you think? The name is Stephen Jean Claude. A big and tall Black guy of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am probably the kinkiest brother on the planet. Just ask m...
My internet porn addiction didn't begin in the usual way with the occasional fanfiction dirty story exchanged between high schoolers or finding videotapes in the upstairs closet and then looking online to find more. Most people look for a set of anonymous genitals or a mouth or set of hands interacting with another set of anonymous genitals. Others look for...
Terminological Problems "Penis...ick!" Angela thought to herself. Ugly word. Perhaps worse than vagina for ugliness. Not at all descriptive, nothing intriguing or erotic, or even friendly, about it. She sat on the bed between Gavin's legs, dreamily fondling his clean-shaven crotch, lost in a major reverie. So: a terminological problem. Definitely not...
Author's Introduction I felt this story would work well with the characters I introduced in the Sally series. This may or may not be the characters' future in any specific fictional universe but can be considered one of their futures in any of the many alternate fictional universes. In other words: I don't guarantee the Sally Summer of Sex series will not...
I stripped off my usual professional clothing and stood before the full-length hotel mirror in my bikini panties and spikes. It felt great to get that damn bra off and let my tits loose. I was 36-D and as I looked at myself in the mirror there were the usual red marks on my shoulders, the badge of a hard days work for my bra, holding those heavy things up. I...
Man, sometimes the things I do surprise the hell out of everyone, including me. The name is Adam Jean-Pierre. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the town of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I'm a business major at Algonquin College. Next semester I will transfer to Carleton University. It's going to be a really busy time for me. And...
I found my new teaching job challenging and pleasing. As a fine arts instructor in a regional arts high school I was happy to be where I was at 35 years old. I was single and unattached at the time and art teaching jobs were hard to find. There were two other art teachers in the department. Steve, a graphic arts specialist, was a little older than I and Lucy...
Thanks to Lady Cibelle for her editing. Sharon was beginning to think her friend wasn't going to meet her. She had been sitting at the bar for over an hour, having gotten there more than 30 minutes early. While she was waiting, she had a couple of drinks and had been flirting a little with some of the guys in the bar. Not really flirting so much as striking...
It is an unspoken rule that every village needs a tramp. A village can have all the virtuous women in the world, but without at least one woman who will loosen her morals, it will surely implode. Such was the common wisdom in the island village of Kos. The position had been filled for years by Daphne Rigini, but Daphne eventually got married and became resp...