My phone rang. I didn't recognize the number, but I picked up just the same. It was my old girlfriend Annie, who I had not talked to in years. I've written a few other stories about her. We dated for a couple of intense years when we were in our early twenties right out of school. It was one of the most remarkable periods in my life, and especially my sex li...
"Come on Adam, it'll be great," Ken cajoled. "You can go, I already told you that you don't need me there," Adam responded for the umpteenth time in two days. "I'm the new kid in town, I can't just show up uninvited, plus I won't know anyone there. You have to come with me." Ken pleaded in a whiney voice. "Fine," Adam said in defeat, his shoulders slumpin...
What was I going to do with this information? I mean, I had no idea that my girlfriend had ever fooled around on me let alone with another woman. Now I had the proof- -better than proof- -a live recording of her dalliance. A very good recording, I might add. It made me horny every time I thought of it. But how to approach this situation? Was my girlfriend...
There were girls everywhere. Bobby was drowning in a sea of high, firm breasts and taut asses, all wrapped tightly in the clingiest tops and shortest shorts imaginable. Blondes, brunettes, redheads, girls with shining black hair like waterfalls down their backs, cut as if to point at those round bottoms. Statuesque African beauties, exotic olive skinned temp...
Part one; Learning to Share My teenage and early twenties had seen my overloaded sex hormones go wild. I was a randy sod who wanked as often as I could, fucked when I had the chance and was always game for anything. On holiday with some friends to Ibiza, I was the one who shagged most nights, I was the one who let a transvestite suck me off in front of my m...
Stacey shifted nervously from side to side as she stood waiting for her drink at the poolside tiki bar. She had been trying to tactfully get away from Jax, a tall muscular black man, for over an hour to no avail. He wasn't a bad guy and truth be told he was very good looking but she had a boyfriend. "I know right?" She replied. She wasn't even sure what Jax...
This story takes place quite a few years ago before I met wife and just after I had been dumped by my long term girlfriend. It was a cold winter that year, or it just seemed that way, and I was living all alone in my one bedroom apartment feeling quite sorry for myself. I was combining all the phases of grieving the end of a relationship into one – Denial, A...
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Steven Brun. I'm a young Black guy living in the city of Boston. I recently graduated from high school and started college. I go to Boston College. It's a school full of rich white kids but I'm liking it so far. The city is big, much bigger than the small town that I came from. I'm from Fitchburg, by the way. I...
Part Two - New Years in New Orleans Laura Miller stood in front of the mirrored bi-fold doors of her closet, critically examining her reflection. Laura wasn't a vain woman, but she did take care of her appearance. Of course, now that Robby was in her life, she was even more careful to ensure she always looked her best. A flush went through her as she though...
The television droned baseball play-by-play as Police Chief Morris stared out the rain streaked window. His fingers absently traced over the swollen belly of his wife, Annie. "Willie, if you're not going to pay attention to the game, then pay attention to me." He smiled down at her. Smiles didn't come naturally, but she could make him with just one word,...