One weekend we had 4 girls and 5 guys over at a party and to watch a football game on TV. We had all been drinking and fooling around. This group had all got to know each other this year our freshman year in college. Some of us had dated each other but nothing really serious for anyone. One evening the boys and girls started arguing over who would win the...
You had come home later than I, and in a rather forbidding mood. When you walked in the door, you pulled me up off the couch by the arm, shoved me against the wall and started kissing me hard on the mouth. It was painful, but just enough to love it. Leaving my lips, you bit your way down my neck, almost hard enough to draw blood, but not quite. I was already...
This is autobiographical about how I came to appreciate and love black women. I grew up in south Texas with all the bias and prejudice that could be taught to a kid. I attended a large public university during the 1960s in the days before student loans. I was a commuter student because I couldn't afford to live in the dorms or apartments. My parents told me...
My Day at the Mall Prologue I had never in my life considered owning a person. I mean this is the U.S. of A. and we are in the twenty-first century after all. We send troops all over the world to free people, right? Hell I used to be one of those sent to do just that. Well some recent events in my life have forced me to change my views on slavery. Neverthe...
I hope you enjoy this story. This story is being told by Merilee. Edited by DRGriffin Mistress Sid surprises me on Saturday with new demands. It took a few days for my body to heal from the fucking Tobias and Melville had given me. As my body healed, it craved more of that treatment. I dreamed about taking those big cocks over and over. Mistress Sid had...
I was lying in bed with Beverly during our second date. It was not a normal date. I had picked up some food from a restaurant and we had dinner at my apartment. We had just finished having wild, screaming, uninhibited sex. I was hot, sweaty and tired. Beverly was lying on her right side facing me on the bed. Her huge soft left tit was balanced on top of he...
I wasn't sure what category to put this story in. This is a story where a number of murders take place. In other words, this is a 'Who done it?' type of story. You may not want to read this story if you don't like this kind. A special 'Thank You' to my friend Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1: 'It was a dark and st...
"So, not even one week. I guess I shouldn't be surprised." Zeinab's face showed no surprise, just an expression of exasperation and fatigue. She was tired after a long day, and part of her had hoped that the man who was kneeling before her doorstep in the cold rain would actually realise what was best for him and stay in the best relationship that he could...
Thanks go to my editor Althefish. You're the best. * It is a cool crisp Saturday morning in autumn. I am spending my morning running some errands and doing some shopping. It's 'College Football Day' in the house, and we have rules, I don't bother Mike during College Football Day, and Mike doesn't bother me during the Green Bay Packer games. It's a mutually...
Somewhere in South america late 1990s . My name is Jack and I am a bit of a finder of things, not always worrying about who owns the thing , if I am paid enough. This is the story of something I ended up going after for the sizable bounty that I had no idea would have such a effect on the rest of my life. I am 6ft 2 just a bit on the chubby side , brown eyes...