She came out of her beauty shop on to the small porch. Her husband had built the shop for her in the front of the house. The beauty shop side of the house was painted pink. She was a stout red head with huge knockers. She had the superstructure that could support the burden. She also had the wide steel braced bras that she had caught the boys next door inspe...
"Motor vessel, Shrimp Dog; Motor vessel, Shrimp Dog; this is the marine operator with radio traffic from; Caller state your name please and say over, at the end of your transmission, over." "Stacey, over." "Motor Vessel Shrimp Dog do you copy, over?" "Ten four, operator; I copy loud and clear," answered Captain Billy. "Hay Baby what's up everything all...
This is Marly Jackson PI's 5th case, "The Nightlife Case" In order her stories are contained in: Case Of the Missing Millionaire The Violin Case A Bad Case of Blackmail Case of the Purple Rose _________________________________________ I was in the middle of a dream. In it, my on again, off again lover Michael Finnegan and I were at a bar. The bar was...
I owe many thanks to 'slow_n_gentle', an excellent editor and writer extraordinaire in his own right, for his patient tutelege through this, my formative stage; and in particular for the insight and technical guidance he has graciously provided for this story. SNG, you know what else I want to say here. But, on with the story... >>>>>>>> I recall the day...
"You're a whore and fucking slut!" My husband shouted repeatedly. And he was right. I'm a cock slut whore but not by choice. In fact, my husband and the other cocks in my life are responsible for everything I am today. Starting with Billy Coon. If my Mike knew my first cock was a Niger the prejudice fuck would disown me. Billy had an older brother Calvin and...
The images of African Americans in the adult industry are largely atypical of the true Black experience. The perpetuation of racist and stereotypical images prevalent in the adult industry work to foster unhealthy and diseased perceptions of African Americans and render the majority of African Americans without avenue for healthy erotic expression. The perpe...
"You're gonna love my ma and pa, I just know it." Billy just loved the way Hattie Mae talked. Especially with her mouth full and her tongue swirling around his swollen manhood as she rhythmically squeezed his balls. It was a truly fine way to talk, with the vibrations of her vocal cords caressing the sensitive folds of his foreskin. Her accent was cute as w...
I was a Tech Rep working on the mighty F-4C in the wild town of Houston, Texas. I owed one of the airmen a favor. He had secured me some mach II gray aircraft paint, and most importantly the thinners, hardeners, primer and primer thinners that make for the complete paint job. He also threw in some insignia blue. I found out the reason why. "Would you be int...
Maw rousted me out before the sun'd come up. She was all fired up to gets her cannin' in early 'cause it were gonna be a hot day. The two of us worked like beavers and finished a bit after noontime. Last for me to do was takin' the rinds and peels down to slop the hogs with. Them hogs was a lollin' round and keepin' cool in dirty water and mud. Everyone know...
III The radiant glow of a lightening bolt striking near by, brightens the room long enough for Clem, Jake and Virgil to see a huge man standing in the doorway of the bedroom. Jake points his flashlight at the door and shouts, "Who the hell are you?" "The last son-of-a-bitch you wanna fuck with, so I suggest you and your swamp rats get out now while you s...