Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are fictitious and over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * * * * An attractive, plus-sized, African-American woman walks onto the stage. The clacking of her high heeled pumps is drowned out by the applause rising from the audience. She flashes h...
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series. Interludes 6-9 Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for...
I apologize for taking so long with this. I'm just not as accomplished at writing as some on here, unfortunately. A huge shout out to my Editor, Mystique, for saving me from grammar and punctuation purgatory. Any errors are mine since I tinkered with it after editing. ***** Jessie had no idea who was behind her. She hoped upon hope that it was Rob. She t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
© 2019, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "We need to stop," Ann quietly alerted Neil, her eyes nervously looking in his direction in anticipation of a negative reaction that didn't come. "Okay," he nodded calmly, quickly scanning the road for their current location, mentally recalling what might be nearby on the road they were traveling so th...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Act Four: Food for Thought Chapter Three: That Fine Line "Shit," Dee said over dry crackling, "I broke another tree. Sorry." He let go of Eurydice's waist, slipped out of her nectarous sex, and stepped back. Eurydice threw him a lazy, cross-eyed smile over her bare shoulder. "S'okay," she panted, clinging to the listing tree for dear life. "I'm goo—oop!"...
Note- I have difficulty thinking of human beings as being of different races. To me people are people what ever their skin color. This is a story of erotic sex. Enough said. Hope you enjoy it. ***** Wild is the wind in the early morning Rigid my cock without warning Morning is the perfect time For making love so fine When you make love that way If...
Part 1: That fluffy tail in my face was familiar, sweeping against my nose over and over again, smelling like dust. As a cat owner, I was used to waking up in this way, my furry roommate, Momo, sprawled out on my chest, waiting for me to feed her. But only the tail was familiar, the actual weight seemed way off. Whatever was on top of me was making it next...
Bright sunshine filled the bedroom; particles of dust floating about in the sunbeams that snuck through the cracks past the drawn curtains. It was much later than I would have normally gotten up, but that didn't bother me. Dawn and I had been pushing ourselves, cramming as much sexual adventure as we could into the short time we had together. We needed some...