***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
This is a little different to my other stories. This one is true and simply told. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Scott and I were at university and had been boyfriend-girlfriend for about a year. It was his birthday and I wanted to do something really special for him, something he'd remember for a long time. My best friend Naomi and I had a long talk...
Sitting there looking at myself in the mirror while I touched up my makeup, I wondered what I'd become. The reflection gazing back at me with emerald green eyes was that of fresh faced young woman, 22 years old, dark blond, wavy shoulder length hair, a wide mouth with full pouty red lips, a strong chin and high forehead. A very good-looking young female, som...
My name is Byron Langston. A six-foot-one, lean and muscular Black man of Haitian and Native American descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I recently graduated from the University of Massachusetts ( Boston campus ) with a bachelor's degree in business administration. Presently, I work for United Credit Union, a local business. It's okay, I...
Darlene had asked me to return a package to the Adult Shop. I was keen to go, as I hadn’t been back since my night with Melissa. Remembering that I had promised to call and help Harriet in her darkroom, I left it until the afternoon, just after lunch. At the adult shop, the elderly woman behind the desk was a picture of mature womanhood. My eyes were draw...
"There are so many really cool things about being in love, you know? You can have the best day imaginable with ... nothing ... just her. Just being alone with her pretty much makes everything okay," Jared said as he sat in the middle of the big round booth at Player's Sport Bar & Grill. "Huh, oh. This does not sound good," Pete remarked as he entered and wa...
I hope you enjoy this continuing saga of my little slut. Please vote and let me know of any other ideas you would like to read about. In my last story. I was on my way home feeling bad about not taking care of Daddy before going to fuck Craig. I ran into my neighbor and made an appointment to interview for college, and thanked him with a mercy/thank you blo...
In the first installment of this series, I described a voyeuristic experience which led to sex with (Katie) the 19 year-old friend of my stepdaughter (Michelle). At this point I hadn't done anything with Michelle except let her tease the hell out of me around the house. Some people might consider this category to be incest, but I am one of those who don't co...
She felt the transition from bumpy runway to smooth air as the nearly empty plane lifted off and headed for home. She looked out the window at the puffy white clouds bathed in the orange and pink light of the fading sun. "Home," she thought, "that's funny. I always thought THIS was my home." It had been...when she was growing up. But she had left many yea...
Shit. "Eric, is that you?" I ask the shadow standing by my front door. Before tonight, I would've automatically assumed it was my best friend camped out on my porch, but after what Caleb told me about Jeff, I can't help feeling jittery. It's been a year since Jeff tried going after me, but I only found out about it a few hours ago, so it's fresh in my mind,...