Rolling over and staring at the clock. 7:15 The numbers a bright red reminder that it was Sunday morning... OUR Sunday morning. Both working full time jobs we always tried to make as much time for each other as we possibly could. We were both off on Sundays so we made it our day. I would usually wake up before she did (she's quite the sleeper) and would just...
The following is the result of an interview this author had with a white woman named Alysin Carter. Alysin loves black men. She was reluctant to talk about it publically until she gave me this interview. – Mr. Deep. Interviewer: You consented to give this interview on tape. I am going to turn on the recorder now. You are 37 years old. You have an 18-year-ol...
Both characters are 18. Enjoy :) So far it was another ordinary day at school, but things were soon about to change. I was sitting at my table in ceramics drawing little designs on my vase when I noticed Alison staring right at me from across the room, a cute little smirk forming on her face. Alison was 5' 9", slim, and drop dead gorgeous; she had dark bro...
She moved down the street calmly and quietly. Glancing at her watch with her blue eyes. She noticed it was about One AM. She was about 5'3" and luck if she was 110 lbs., she wore a white blouse and a gray skirt the ended just above her knees, he blouse was undone enough for one to see nice creamy cleavage. Suddenly, she stopped. Turning, she saw some bushes...
You walk in a gym which is practically empty with the exception of a few instructors. When you signed up for self defense class, you didn’t realize that it was gonna be a one on one type situation. It doesn’t matter though, your still going through with this. You’ve had enough of the bullying and physical abuse people give you on a daily basis. To defend you...
"Comfortable, ladies?" de Valmont laughed, the latch on the last shackle clicking into place. He had hoisted one girl under each arm and hauled them, kicking, screaming, and crying to the master bedroom, a suite of opulence and squandered wealth. Viviane squirmed and kicked in vain, her mouth firmly gagged with a rubber bit that jacked her mouth uncomfortab...
The terrified princess ran as fast as her bare feet could carry her. Her long blond hair, ratty and tangled from her long captivity, streamed out behind her. Her thin cotton nightshirt was damp from her sweat, and from the sea water splashing up her legs as her feet occasionally hit the ocean waves. Her beautiful taut body, pink and inviting was clearly vi...
Put In Her Place She'd been a domineering sort for most of her life. She considered herself a true feminist and would never take a backseat to any man. Not that she didn't like men. Oh, she liked them all right, and there was no shortage of suitors until they got too close. She made sure that no one could ever accuse her of letting a man control her. She ma...
"It looks like rain," she said, unbuttoning her blouse. Trying not to stare as this strange woman removed her blouse, I moved my eyes back and forth between looking up at the skies and then looking back into her steel blue eyes. It did look like rain, but I didn't really get the connection between the chance of rain and her blouse. I wondered if perhaps it...
I had a dream last night, I know not the most original of first lines but stick with me: I promise it gets better. I was walking down a long corridor with a lush red carpet and orange toned walls; people were milling all around me, entering doors or just walking like me. It was a while before I started noticing the signs on the doors I was walking past. WAT...