Author's Note: Thank you everyone for the comments and feedback on Chapter 1. I loved reading the comments you guys left. I hope you all like Chapter 2. I know I'm probably going too slow for some but I really want to pace the story right and not rush it. Try to be patient with me. -Deanna Chapter Two: Truths and Lies "How's it coming Jay?" I turned from...
Sept 23rd – Wed 8pm: Hello diary I am still messed up from last night. I need some weed. Guess what "Mr. Sex Addict" called. I didn't expect him to call this soon. It seems like I got him real good. I told him he was a porn star. He told me he liked my emerald green eyes and short blonde hair. He knows how to say things that make a woman feel good. Oh so s...
Marcia Brown comes home from work. She's been working all day at the Cheesecake Factory and now she wants some rest and maybe a bit of excitement. She almost got fired today for getting into a long argument with Sarah, the skinny white woman who runs the place where she works. Marcia is a loudmouth who often snaps at customers when she gets stressed out. Als...
"I'm not going to be shy anymore," declared Len as he lifted his hips off of the sofa and slid his jeans to his ankles. My wife, Sela, had her eyes glued to his massive erection. It had to have been nine inches long and thick. "So beautiful," Len whispered as Sela moved forward to her knees. Without so much as a glance toward me she slipped his cock betw...
I first spotted Jamilah Mohammed while walking through the Carleton University library. The tall, curvy young Somali with the cute face and big heart-shaped ass caught my attention because, well, I'm a brother you know? I definitely wanted some of that. When I first moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, I thought it was a lily-white town. I wasn't prepared f...
"You're all text and no trousers." She keyed the words deliberately as she did every night when responding to Jack's taunting text messages, daring her to attend one of his infamous 'parties'. Every weeknight, he would send a flurry of late night invitations to her mobile, "Coming this weekend? It's at a country estate just outside of London". She knew...
Author's Note: This is the first chapter of hopefully an ongoing romance story. This is my first try at posting a story so I would really appreciate comments and feedback. Thanks everyone! -Deanna Chapter One: Daydreams and Nightmares "Remind me again why I agreed to this" I said to Danny as we made our way down the street. It was Saturday night and we we...
I was barely inside the door of my room when I was attacked, and rather hungrily, by her. She had her mouth on mine, her lips pressed to my own, her tongue soon pushing past to taste me and see if I had done what she asked of me. I had, of course, wanting to see what she would do about it, and I wasn't disappointed. My pants were soon down at my ankles, her...
A little background information first: This is a real story. I am Deanna, 47, 5'6" tall, I would say an average build, reddish-brown hair. My husband's name is Charles. He is 45, 5'11" tall, average build, charcoal grey hair.We have been happily married for 26 years, and have 2 daughters who are both away in college. I decided to write about my own cuckoldin...
Finally, the house next door sold. It had been on the market and empty for well over a year, and the Templetons, Arlo and Victoria, had worried about what might become of it. Continuing to sit empty, it must certainly be affecting property values in their up-scale neighbourhood. What if it were purchased on spec, by some off-shore corporation or investor, wi...