It all started with a fortune cookie. I had gotten Chinese takeaways for dinner, and with it came a fortune cookie. After finishing my sweet and sour pork, I opened the cookie to read the message. Of course, I had been expecting something generic, but I was in for quite a surprise. The message inside the fortune cookie read: You will hurt your foot. *** S...
I like touring. Truly. Seeing new places, getting wasted with people I don't know, fucking groupies, it's brilliant. The thing is, I never realized before how much bloody work goes into making a tour happen. That's what bands have managers and such for, right? I know now. Christ. I shall refrain from banging on about the months between Colin's moment of ge...
The life of a young Black man in North America is seldom easy. However, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't worthwhile. And I owe it all to my special lady. I love my Black goddess. There, I said it. And I don't care if it makes me sound whipped, or weak, or whatever. My name is Steve Jean-Simon and I approve this message. At the time of this story, I was livin...
This is the second part of the Metamorphosis series based on a true story. If this turned you on, please turn ME on by saying something nice (or dirty ;) ) ***** Standing in front of me was a woman I used to know. She was a reflection of who I thought I was. This woman didn't know power like I now did. She could barely imagine what it felt like to be in co...
My yearly physical was due and I had set up an appointment at my local PPO. I never know who I'm going to get doing the physical. It's a group practice and my doctor retired a couple of years ago. Since then, I haven't bothered to get a new primary doctor; I just see whoever's available when I need to make an appointment. It makes it a lot easier to be flexi...
"Zike? Hey Zike, did you hear what I just said?" Zike snapped out of his daydream and returned his attention to his foreman, Lowel, a short-tempered panther. Zike searched his memory to find any shred of evidence of what Lowel was telling him. His blue-gray eyes looking around feverishly, to grasp anything, that may give him a clue. Nothing. His red furred...
Setting: The outdoors, a fire pit with four foot flames, on the beach, large blanket laid out near the fire, a storm rolling in, seagulls flying above, the sound of the waves crashing against the near by cliff, a gentle and humid breeze associated with the storm brushing our bodies. The sun disappearing behind the stormy clouds, creating a picturesque lands...
There is something about the "average woman" that turns me on. You know the type, she blends into a crow and is over looked by most. She has a kid or two and has put on a few extra pounds. Her husband has been ignoring her for years, or perhaps she is divorced, you know the type. I am now older soon to be 33, more experienced and I have been heartbroken. As...
"Don't look so shocked," Vicky said, brushing raven locks behind her ear. "It's not that weird an idea – not with Master PC." "It's a bit weird," Cole said. "Is not! C'mon, you know I'm bi. I want to fuck a girl." She swung herself forward onto his lap, throwing her arms around his angular shoulders, and made her face as cartoonishly pleading as possible....
Author's Note: This story starts slowly and lifts off into an intense sexual fantasy. Enjoy, and I'd love to get your feedback. The lights on stage are dimmed prior to their arrival, on cue, and a spotlight illuminates a plush Victorian-era chaise. The curves of the sofa are romantic, yet striking, and a set of beautiful pillows made of imported fabrics r...