I met Dorothy at a community meeting to discuss zoning proposals in our neighborhood. I recognized her as the elderly neighbor who lived behind us, but we had never been formally introduced or spoken to each other. We made small talk about the issues being discussed, how nice the neighborhood was, and so on. I'm 41. Dorothy was older. Much older. She menti...
Everyone in this story is over 18. ***** Walking up the path to the house, Tippi knew she looked good in her new riding boots. Would Papa understand? Would he respect her finally as a career woman? Tippi had her own staff and was quite the corporate maven in New York. However, Tippi's family had always ridiculed her, the quick temper and childish pompo...
Milly awoke in Martha's arms. She lay there, savoring the feeling of warmth and love that waking up with her lover lying next to her always caused. She kissed her sleeping companion's lips softly. Martha's eyes opened and she smiled at Milly. "Good morning, Milly," she said. "I love you." "Good morning and I love you, too," Milly replied, hugging her lover...
This story combines spirituality and eroticism. If that combination bothers you, skip this one. It's fiction, and no real people or places are depicted. Thanks for checking out my stories. ------------- It was Springtime. A postcard perfect Sunday morning. The voices of a small choir drifted out of the open windows of a small wood-frame church and mixed wi...
Chapter 2: Speed Trap Sarah had been bored since she'd come on duty. Sitting in her squad car, she had been going over the reasons she had wanted to become a police officer. There was the idea of helping people. And there was the personal reward of making her town a safer place. But the main reason she had signed up was for some excitement. Boy had she...
My name is Joe Strides. I'm a stocky, dark-skinned young Black man living in the City of Champions, Massachusetts. I work at the Champion City Community Library. And I'm the laziest bastard you'll ever meet. A fine example of the stereotypically unmotivated African-American guy. Even though being born in the United States of America grants me advantages that...
Author's Note: This is my first story, so any and all comments are very welcome. I would like to thank Miss Victoria (Victoria_2001_02769) for kindly being my editor on this piece. Her help had been tremendous and gratefully appreciated. Thank you Miss Victoria. **** The sign said: Welcome to Population Est. 1889 Pop. 299 I passed it in dozy state, the k...
"I just love Tarpon Springs." My wife almost sang as we walked down the sidewalk that led through the little square to the main street along the pier. "No matter how many times I come here it always seems so special." "I just wish I lived close enough to come more often like you two." My sister who was visiting from out of state quickly added. "OK gals." I...
Chapter Four: The Agreement Oscar was so aroused by Judy's presence in his bed that he spent the night with his great cock thrust into her pussy. They would sleep a while until she was awakened by his new arousal. Then they would fuck. Each time he brought her to the height of orgasmic ecstasy at the moment of his ejaculation. His timing was always perfect....
A lot of people are saying some disturbing things about the State of the Black Community in North America, the burdens of the Black man and the plight of the Black woman. What do I have to say to all those haters? Um....how about fuck you? Everybody has problems. The Black person doesn't own sin. And plenty of us are doing alright, thank you very much. My n...