My name is Jonathan Francisco Peterson and I am a student at Gusto College. It's one of those forgotten schools you never hear about. Life can be so damn boring when a man lacks the proper stimuli. Thankfully, college life was turning out better than I expected. That's because I know how to make the best out of a sad situation. I'm just your average, everyda...
The situations I get into simply continue to boggle the mind. Sometimes, I think I might be a magnet for trouble. Right now, I'm visiting my friend Robert Jean-Pierre's fine-looking, busty and big-booty mother Ashley. And man is she making my visit enjoyable! She once told me that she liked tall, burly brothers like myself but I never knew how much. Today I...
Dee Sanders walked into her old high school and looked around. Since she'd graduated a new wing had been added for athletics, and the school had been repainted. Pretty much everything else was the same as she remembered. She was greeted by lots of smiling faces, but if she was being honest with herself, not even the name tags rang a bell. It had been 10 ye...
As the rain slumped down on the window, Mila stood upright, clinging both hands to the bleak, lucid glass before her. A countless contemplations were rushing through her mind. Was it best to fall asleep alone tonight? Or to lure her husband, Brandon, from watching his most loved soccer league and make love to her preferably. Of course! She would attempt to...
Hi, there. My name is Joanna Thanes. I'm a big and tall, busty and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Davidson College, a previously all-female school located in the heart of the city. These days, life simply couldn't be better. I'm doing what I've always wanted. I'm the captain of the Davidson Co...
The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10. The Murdered Football Player, Ch. 01 Feedback and constructive criticism is very much ap...
His hand had made his way up my thigh until his fingers were brushing the white cotton of my panties where they covered my sex. I grabbed his forearm and held it with all of my strength to keep him from working his fingers inside of the elastic band where they would meet with my freshly shaven sex. His other hand had worked my left breast out of its bra cup...
This story is completely factual. Since it happened over 3 decades ago, some of the details are a little hazy, but the overall "thing" itself is still crystal clear in recollection. November, 1980. I was 22 years old, living in an apartment with a couple buddies in my hometown. I would be moving to Texas in 4 months, but didn't know it at the time. What I...
If there are two things in life that I really hate, they must be: stereotyping and racism. So I have to warn you in advance that this story is about both of them. But it's a story that needs to be told because the ending is so satisfying. I was born and grew up in New York City. One of the stereotypes that I would like to dispel right away is that all Jewis...