Note to readers: okie dokie this chapter took a while to edit. I admit not knowing much about the USA so any references i make to places or life in america is fuelled by tv, google and wikipedia. Anywho onto with the chapter.... ..................... Chapter One Catherine looked in the mirror for the fifth time inspecting her straightened hair. It was dar...
I loved spring time at my high school. The days would get longer as the skirts got shorter. Girls who had been hiding under bulky winter clothes couldn't wait to bust out the sluttiest clothes that they couldn't wear for the last several months. Britten King was the best of them all. Homecoming queen, president of the class, editor of the yearbook and the wh...
She was a beautiful redhead, she was nude, lying on a canvas cot her pussy, large breasts, and face hung through openings in the canvas, dangling before a handsome man. Gloria had gladly volunteered to have her body venerated by such a well-known and influential man. In limited circles his expertise in all thing sexual was gargantuan, and reports of his sk...
Steve was nineteen, still living at home, and working in the construction industry. He was doing odd jobs with a view to learning a trade in the longer term. He happened to get work on a new house under construction within walking distance of his home so, instead of taking sandwiches, he returned to the house every day for lunch. He got back to the house on...
My name is Jorge Francisco Ramon. I'm a tall, somewhat chubby black guy of Latin and Haitian descent. My father is Latino and my mother is Haitian. I'm originally from the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Lots of folks in that town thought I hailed from Cape Verde but I was American, just biracial. Us light-skinned brothers are always getting mistaken for so...
My name is Joseph McDonald. I'm a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. What is my occupation? Let's see. I'm the General Chancellor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts University, also affectionately known as CMU by students and faculty alike. What makes CMU so damn special? It's only the biggest private...
I had spent my freshman and sophomore years of college as a sweet, innocent little girl. My junior year I had branched out, I had joined a sorority, turned 21 and had my first drink, and had even kissed a boy for the first time. I know, I know, I was behind all my friends in every aspect of my social life. I am a rule follower, always have been, always will...
"I don't know if I can afford it." Mooch looked just miserable. "Well, you did ask for this" Kiada said with a gentle smile. Kiada was a looker, and had once won a Gwen Stefani lookalike contest. Or was it Gwyneth Paltrow? Mooch knelt in front of Kia, who was resplendent in a tight rubber green bodysuit. She toyed with his burgeoning penis, and it dripped...
I returned home from work somewhat tired, thankful that the weekend had finally begun. As I stepped from the attached garage into the kitchen, I was greeted with the scent of freshly-grilled chicken and the sight of My beautiful young slave kneeling just to the left of the door, looking up at Me with love-filled eyes as she wore only a collar and a smile. As...
The fund raiser was in full swing. Older men in expensive suits wandered the room schmoozing with one another. All of them were trying to top everyone else by proclaiming that they gave the most to whatever charity they were here for. They really didn't care, they were just here to be seen, get a free meal, spread a little of their wealth so they could claim...