Love Bites I stood in front of the buffet line debating whether to have desert or not. Because of my size, calories cling to me in the worst places. It would be okay if calories slung to my boobs, but I wasn't so lucky. As I studied the food I became aware of a presence getting close to me, a presence that moved haltingly, uncertainly. The presence materia...
The City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, is hands down one of the worst place I've ever been to. Seriously. Sorry, but the town is crap and someone's got to say it. Everyone in Winnipeg is either White or Aboriginal, and the two groups have a strong dislike of each other. I'm half Black, so they don't know what to make of me. Whoopee for me, right? The name is Damon...
Matt Nameless ate cereal when his wife Carol Coleman entered the room. He looked up & smiled to see her looking all-professional in a black skirt suit. "Looking good," he said. "Will it do, do you think?" she asked, straightening her black jacket. Her luxuriant blonde hair was short with left side bangs. He was shirtless & wore gray sweatpants. "Totall...
A few years ago I won one of those free weeks at a luxury beach resort courtesy of my travel agent. I was able to schedule a week off in April, a month when I would not expect the beaches to be littered with overweight, blotchy tourists and boisterous teenagers. I arrived at the resort at night, and was led to my room – a super, deluxe cabin with a bedroom...
The stars shimmered against their black backdrop of sky as Charlaine awoke from her post-orgy nap. A cup of hot ginger tea was at her bedside and Jamaica smiled down softly at her from the overstuffed armchair by the bedside table. Charlaine's personal staff had given her the pampering her sore body craved after their very intimate introductions to her. She...
Ellie and I grew up nicely. Ellie’s mom is one of the most gorgeous Latino women I’ve ever seen, and her dad is a tall, dark, African god, built like a football player. Their genes mixed perfectly to produced Ellie, who would give any top model a run for her money in any beauty contest. She’s almost 5’11”, and totally fit. We played soccer since childhood, s...
This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. I lay back on the bed and thought of the happenings of the past few weeks while the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club premises cl...
If nothing else, leaving my previous grind for graduate school had greatly improved my sex life. I was splitting my time between two intelligent young women: Francisca, a beautiful, petite Latina, and Pauline, a slim and curly blond exploring her submissive side with me. Although neither woman desired an exclusive relationship and were friendly to each other...
I arrived early to greet her at the airport. She had a tendency of taking the red eye on her return trips. I had grown frustrated by the habit, but on this particular occasion found the hassle to be well worth it. She came strolling into the baggage claim area just a couple of minutes after her plane had arrived and looked rather awake given the early hour...
Chapter Four: Breakfast Surprise Much to her surprise, Cassandra woke up early the next morning; the clock beside her bed read seven o'clock. She groaned as she sat up, trying her best to stretch, but her body ached. She tried to stand, but it took awhile before she could steady herself. After a minute or so she was able to slowly walk out of the bedroom, w...