This story is not true. It is a fantasy that depicts what happens when someone isn't true to a gorgeous, intelligent woman who could be mean. Anyone in the story who resembles someone in real life is only coincidental. If you're not sure you like a story with an unhappy ending find another story to read. ***** Valerie Washington was a very pretty black wom...
I put on the dress and my life changed. I cannot now remember exactly how it came about. Kathy had bought the dress second-hand, put it on, and asked me how she looked, so I said very nice. Then somehow she said I should put it on and I did. Perhaps it was a joke, I can't honestly say. It should have been ridiculous, a middle-aged man in a dress, but it wasn...
This is planned to be a multi-chapter story about Connor and his 7 female roommates at Ballywood University. The story will explain their interesting beginning as friends and how he becomes a male amongst all females. XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX Connor knew sophomore year would be interesting living with 7 girls as the only man in the house. All of his ma...
"What? You have not been fucked properly in years? How is that possible?" The two women sat on a vast deck in the afternoon sun, sipping wine from elegant glasses. The brunette looked at her friend and continued. "Can your husband not get it up anymore?" The blonde sighed: "No, that's not it. He just does not last. He gets hard, enters me and almost immed...
Long After Midnight "Don't think of her," she whispers at me. "Just for tonight, think of me." "I'm not thinking at all," I whisper back at her. Her fingers move from my tie to my neck, from my neck to my chin, from my chin across the small stubble of my middle-of-the-night whiskers, until she finds my lips. I kiss two of them: forefinger, middle finge...
I was woken from my drunken slumber by the buzz of the doorbell. Slowly climbing from the couch I began to piece my night together. Student night at the union. Cheap and nasty shots… far too many of those. What am I doing fully clothed on Dawn’s couch? Shit. yeah… Dawn. Left her high and dry in some bar. Why did I do that? I knew why I did that. I’ve known D...
Long set-up, but keep with me, I think it's a good ride. For Shannon, the loss of her father early in her life was to be the only tragedy that she would know. As a major business man in the entertainment industry, his life insurance policy thrust her into the world of socialites. While her mother never married, Shannon learned from her that one can survive...
I got the call around 10:00 p.m. on a Monday evening. Jodi was on the other end, her voice broken and wavering. "Kenny?" she said shakily. Jodi had obviously been crying, and my heart overflowed with concern. "What's wrong, my joy?" "My mother's gone, Kenny," she replied, stifling a sob. "She died yesterday." "Oh, Jodi...I'm so sorry!" I replied with ge...
The sunlight streamed in through Rosie Lancaster's bedroom window. She sat up in her bed, rubbed the back of her head and stretched. "And the summer holidays begin!" she exclaimed, punching the air with joy. "No college, no homework, and loads of free time to do whatever I please." Swinging her legs out of bed, she got to her feet. She wa...
This one is a short scene I knocked out in response to a friend's request. It just started rolling and took its own course. It's the first scene in a longer piece which will most likely remain private to the person who requested it -- although it might find its way to Lit later on. Who knows? Anyway, this is about Kathy and Ginger, two married ladies with a...