Three Days of Hell The alarm clock went off on Monday morning and the first thing I thought about was you. Taking a weekend off from each other has to be one of the dumbest ideas I ever came up with. Sure, I woke up with my cock harder than piece of lead, something that I haven't experienced in a few days, so maybe it was for the better. But not seeing you...
On September/11/20 George Anderson submitted a story called February Sucks (February Sucks). It got a follow up by Harddaysknight on 09/19/20 (With a Little Help From my Friends), greenday0418 on 09/22/20 (February Sucks - Alternate) and then by Hooked1957 on 9/24/20 (February Sucks Redux). This is my attempt to join in. I want to thank George Anderson for...
"Damn, Mel, I need some action!" It wasn't the first time I'd had this conversation with Melody, one of my closest confidants. "Don't worry, if there was a guy out there for me, there's a girl out there for you," her standard response. "Yeah, well, not everyone's lucky enough to just run into the perfect person on Facebook and live happily ever after." The...
It was 7 o'clock in the evening, and I was doing the grave shift by myself. Looking outside, I saw that Summer had kept some rays from midday in the sky, and those beautiful green hills looked fit for one more game. But we were closing up nonetheless, and the last reservation had already left. Apparently, I had to wait a whole hour after closing time, for t...
He wasn't supposed to talk to her kind, that's what his parents said. Looking at White girls leads to nothing but trouble when you're Black and male. Besides, weren't they all fake anyway? Always throwing themselves at a brother in a club but also switching sidewalks when they see you coming at night. Impossible to figure them out, that's for sure. Alexander...
My finger shook nervously as I held it over the Enter key on my computer. Gawd, what was I thinking? What if someone recognized me? I adjusted my mask to make sure no one could see my face. At the time I bought the Paris Hilton mask I thought it would be hilarious to portray one of the most famous online sex celebrities of all time. Now that the time had com...
I was sitting in the university library, typing a paper about the Canadian constitution and its fallacies when it comes to the rights of visible minorities when I saw...her. A tall and curvy, nice-bodied ( meaning pleasantly plump with big tits and a nice big butt ) but butter-faced blonde-haired white chick. Wearing a dour expression, she strutted in my gen...
Newsflash, bozos and bitches of the world. Just because a woman from a Muslim background wears the hijab doesn't mean she's soft and sweet, or polite and repressed. I think I'm living proof of that. My name is Wafiyah Abdul-Hamid, and I was born in the City of Dhamar, Crown Jewel of the great Nation of Yemen, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ont...
Warning! This is the prologue of a four part series. All the juicy stuff is in the following parts with the best saved for last. If you're not interested in the characters don't read. ***** Looking over the white beach of Côn Đảo island Krissy decided it was time to go home. It had seemed like such a good idea to come here at the time and the country was a...
Stacey wondered how it had come to this. There she was standing in an airport waiting at the busy gate to board a plane to Ibiza with her shorts down around her ankles. She could feel her face getting redder and redder as the giggles from the other passengers got louder and more noticeable. She had been told to wait a full 3 seconds before picking up her sho...