Dry Garden is a rural town on the Pacific coast of California. Once possessing a burgeoning economy from a massive furniture industry, the small town has largely diminished in economic power thanks to the furniture makers moving elsewhere and a newly-erected shopping mall killing the commercial district. Even the beach and amusement park have done little to...
Chapter 1 Moonlight beaming through the open window informed Lola Hunt (33) that she was in her bed on a fine night, but what had interrupted her sleep? A gunshot nearby sounded. Lola sighed, thinking it would be some poor sod, with or without pals, attempting to steal one of retired farmer Fred Brown's goats tethered on his lawns in suburbia to keep th...
I've done some strange things in my day. You name it, I've done it. People got no idea how freaky I am. And I like it that way. This is the story of who I am, what I've done and how in Hell I managed to keep it all out of the public domain. My name is Jefferson Haworth Brown and I am a Congressman currently serving the State of Massachusetts. One of the few...
Esmerelda was not quite the typical village girl that worked the ecological treks and archeological excavations. She was slightly taller, slimmer but still busty, fuller brown tresses, lighter than the straight black strands of the others, And, on her knees in the grassy clearing beside the jungle track, she was trying extra hard to please her latest jungl...
It was a Saturday morning, I was out in the front yard of our home taking care of some lawn mowing & trimming when Mary, my wonderful wife of ten years, came outside on her way to run some errands. I stopped what I was doing as she gave me a kiss and told me that she would be back in a couple of hours, she had several stops to make on her rounds. As she left...
Aurora felt free. She has mapped out the location of the small town on her phone. She did not care that it was pack lands. She would run in her wolf form for as long as she could before she began to near the border. She hadn’t realized how much she truly missed her love until she saw her face through her phone screen. She loved her. Since the moment she saw...
When you're a bisexual man, life is most definitely not easy. I feel like the entire Universe is against me and all others like me. The LGBT community hates us bisexual men and it definitely shows. The world is full of straight women and bisexual women who reject us for swinging both ways, and gay men go out of their way to sabotage our straight lives in ord...
"How long have you had those, ahem, kind of fantasies, Thurgood?" Melanie Durocher asked, and the fifty-something, five-foot-ten, statuesque and plump, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, matronly Quebecer looked intently at the six-foot-tall, handsome and well-dressed young Black man who sat opposite her. They were at the Tim Horton's located on Metcalfe Street in do...
My name is Samuel Xavier. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts in Boston, having transferred there after graduating from Massasoit Community College a year ago. I'm twenty four years old. And I'm a closeted bisexual. This is my life, I guess. A drama-fill...
When I read a word I don't know, I look it up in the dictionary. When I read a concept I don't understand, I research it until I do. I've researched the concept of voluntary cuckolding, but until recently didn't understand it. Why? Because it seems, no one else appears to either. There are literally no reputable studies out there, that I could find, that exp...