This story belongs to three genres: Interracial, Fantasy, and Erotic Horror. The main characters are a African American man and a white woman. This particular story is actually an alternate version of the original, Nebemakst Bound. Each version of the story is very similar, so you can choose any one of them to read, depending on your personal preferences....
This story belongs to three genres: Interracial, Fantasy, and Erotic Horror. The main characters are a white man and an African American woman. This particular story is actually an alternate version of the original, Nebemakst Bound. Each version of the story is very similar, so you can choose any one of them to read, depending on your personal preferences....
The sun was high in the sky, yet a cool breeze blew over the busy metropolitan city of Kingston, California. The students at the local high school, Kingston High, were outside enjoying their half hour of lunch under the warmth of the sun high overhead. Jason Lane darted nervously between the buildings on his way to his next class. Most of the other student...
To celebrate my Birthday and the first day it was legal to drink, I was sitting in a cocktail bar awaiting the arrival of my friends. I sat at the Bar enjoying a small cocktail, recommended By the Bar tender. I was a little Bit early. My friends, had arranged to meet me there at 7.30, it was now only 7.15. I saw a good-looking man, a couple of stools away,...
Older or Younger; which one is better? Barbra was sitting on the edge of her bed thinking about Bobby. She has missed him so very much since he has left for college. She will not go until next year. Her scholarship was late in coming, now she must wait, but she will still get to go. To her that is all that counts. Now as she rubs herself; she thinks of when...
I and Charlotte, my wife of more than ten years, had moved to a new neighborhood of the Southern French city of Lourdes. Now you may have heard about this city as a famous pilgrimage site. It is what makes us Lourdes citizens relatively wealthy – and in fact, both Charlotte and I work in separate hotels here. But beyond the everyday business of hosting inter...
Note: This is a sequel to my previous Considering Chemistry, and hence is a sequel of sorts to An Apology in the Morning, The Education of Mrs Jones, Demagnetisation, and In Confidence. However, it should stand fairly well alone. Fiona and Alan were strolling arm in arm through the town centre when they met Louise. She grinned broadly and hurried up to ta...
When I wrote the story the only logical place I found to break it was at the end of BobKat. This is the continuation of that story. This might stand alone, but it will make more sense if you have read the first installment. Again, I tried not to hurt any feelings, hay bales, words or other such critters while writing this story. I went back and tried, to...
This is my first try at writing since I left college. It is not true and it does not resemble anyone I know, but I do admit that it sure would be interesting to be in this position. Let me know what you think and I may continue the story. I have lots of ideas. * "What do you mean, go see a doctor? I already saw her and she gave me some pills, but as you ca...
Waiting out front of the airport for an available limousine, I looked across at the beautiful Caribbean landscape off in the distance. The balmy temperature and tropical scenery were a stark contrast to the overcast skies and cold temperatures I had left behind at home that morning. I was on the island of St. Maarten, for a week-long session of meetings of...