The next day at work was rough for Violet, she couldn't avoid Paul, they had a merger to work on and they also had a team meeting regarding the case. He looked a tad miffed at her but as usual was very professional. The meeting went by and everyone was aware of their assignments and tasks for the upcoming weeks. Violet came down to see Paul in his office....
Mindy glanced at the clock and licked her lips. It was two-thirty on a Tuesday night, and boy, was she ever hungry. For sex. Who could she possibly call at this hour for some lovin'? Tito the delivery boy only delivers until ten. Plus, she wasn't in the mood for Mexican AT ALL. Not that there's anything wrong with Mexicans. She moseyed over to her kitchen an...
My apologies to A Night at the Opera. Chico: So now I tell you how we fly to America. Translation: So now I tell you how we write porn in America. Chico: First time we start we getta half way and we run outa gasoline. And we gotta go back. Translation: First time we start we get a rich bitch and a rich hunk and put them in a small, dark room together. Pl...
I grew up with the 1 through 10 rating scale for rating the "sex appeal" of the female sex. I watched Dudley Moore and Bo Derek in "10" at least twice in my formative years. "10" is fine to describe the absolute stunner of a woman. "1," I suppose, while rather mean spirited, is fine for the absolutely unattractive. But the problem with the 1 through 10 rat...
My name is Pamela Celine Dudley. My friends call me P.C. No, I'm not always politically correct. By the time you get done with this story, you'll know what I mean. I am a young black woman living in Atlanta, Georgia. My whole life, I've been a big girl. Yeah, I stand five feet eleven inches tall and weigh two hundred and eighty pounds. I'm tall and thick, wi...
I awoke, dazed and dreary, with eyelids seemingly of stone. I had been to a Christmas Eve Office party with my wife last night. Ah, my wife, Suzanne, she's way out of my league, at least that's what everyone tells me anyway. She looks like she should be in Playboy or Victoria's Secret, and I should be in Joe Schlub Weekly. It's not that I'm bad looking, it's...
My name is Marcus Trey Jackson and I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Boston. I attend Marshall Military Academy, an all-male, four-year nationally accredited private school located in the town of Milton, Massachusetts. The Marshall Military Academy is one of the last all-male colleges in the continent of North America. It was fou...
In the time of Henry Tudor, the infamous King who married six times, his countenance enthused many of his ladies in Chelsea Palace to take full advantage of the climate. It was well known Henry also had many sexual encounters and several mistresses but anyone who dared to say a word about it was liable for the big chop But at a time when the male issue was...
Dawn was upon us when my car slowly ground to a halt. The air was hot and humid. The faint sound of Gangster Rap music played in the distance, drifting down from a high-rise tower block of flats. My wife and I had broken down in a rundown part of town, on the wrong side of the tracks. We had been on our way to a house party, in a far more affluent and less d...
Violet woke to the smell of freshly brewing coffee and something that felt like a tongue between her legs. She opened her eyes slightly, lifted her head from the pillow, only to see Paul between her legs, licking her slit very slowly and deeply. What a wonderful way to start the day, she thought. She moaned and placed her fingers in his hair, she felt his he...