As the weeks went on, I continued to fuck Terrance; I was working out several times a week and was eating better. I was losing weight and starting to look pretty good. I was buying sexier clothes like the ones the girls in my neighborhood or those in the mall were wearing. I was getting checked out by a lot more guys but wasn't interested in any of them. My...
Friday nights were made for going out. However, sometimes it's good to stay in. My name is Wonda Saint-Thomas. A very tall, beautiful and voluptuous Haitian-American sister with a story to share. I graduated from Brockton Community High School a while ago and enrolled at Langston Hughes College, a historically Black institution located in downtown Boston, Ma...
Travelling back home after a long week away down country on business I had to split the journey in two and stop away an extra night. I drove until I became drowsy at the wheel and thought it best to stop. I pulled off the main road and into the next little village to look for a hotel and found what looked like a nice house with a vacancies sign in the window...
Mike was waiting for Abby to get home from work. He wasn't going to let her know how eager he was for her to get home, so he was setting up a spreadsheet he really didn't need. He wasn't able to concentrate on what he was doing, as he was all the time thinking of his wife of three months, and how lucky he was that she was his. He was, in truth, amazed at he...
This happened with my former roommate and her boyfriend. We will call her Joan and he will be Kris. The arrangement we had was simple. Since Kris lived a good distance away they agreed that it was more than okay for me to take care of her needs whenever it was possible. She had a penchant for anal and I loved to help her scratch that itch. Kris was a nice en...
Saturday morning and Ewan rose, as usual, to sit on his rooftop drinking tea. His penis rose, as well, to stand on its own as he thought about sexual things This had soon become his other habit in the mornings in Greece. It had not been his habit back in Scotland, not that he had had some private rooftop terrace there but, even so, the days would have been f...
The moonlight follows my every step, in the distance screams and laughter, together as one, nothing special. Going deep into the Platinum Quarter tonight. A certain dining establishment up by the docks beckons to me. Used to be a frigate back in the day, but those days have long since passed. Place is called the Rusted Swordfish and on a rare occasion one mi...
Note: This is the second installment in a long story about 5 couples that decide to make an adult film together and then have to deal with all of the issues that the project creates. There will be an accompanying story called "The Beach House" that is supposed to be the movie that these 5 couples create. The different sections of this story won't make much...
Scott came to not in the warm sweat of fervent dreams and bad memories, but with the feel of cool scales under his cheek. His head was in Mystique's lap, her fingers stroking his hair from one end of his visor to the other. Like he was a small child, or a lap dog. In front of him and Raven, the TV was on. News footage from New York. Amateur, badly pixelate...
Nothing Traditional About Us As the title says, there's nothing traditional about us. Where to begin? I suppose it all began with me and Brad. Brad and I met on-line, isn't that always the case these days? But even in this respect it was a little bit different. I was stretching my wings, as it were, in writing erotica and I was looking for someone to read...