Tanya washed the last of the dishes and dried her hands on the dishtowel after a sumptuous meal with good friends. She grabbed her glass of Pinot Noir and headed for the living room to rejoin her dinner guests. Rocky and JC were comfortably lounging, listening to a little Russell Gunn and debating the merits of ethnomusicology. They'd started a fire in th...
I had just finished grading my latest class at the Massage Therapy school I teach at. I must confess to being a bit proud of the latest group, all of them had proven to be relaxed and liberal, a prerequisite to success in the field today. All had graduated with high scores, and every single one had passed the board exams, which is a bit rare, to be honest....
Supper. The food was bad. We chatted as we awaited the other couple's arrival. To omit the boring stuff, the four of us were eventually holed up in a lil cozy hotel room. I lounged on the bed, against the headboard. Susan (not her real name, duh) chose to take one of the rattan armchairs and her partner Simon took the other one, leaving my lover the last s...
There is nothing quite like the feeling I get when I accomplish something. As the valedictorian of my graduating class at Mansfield University in Mansfield, Massachusetts, I have quite a lot to be proud of. For starters, I am the first black male valedictorian the school had ever seen. Not once in its two-hundred-year history has a black person achieved what...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * Howdy folks, we would like to welcome y'all to the finals for the 10th Annual T-girl Rodeo! Now this here being the tenth anniversary and all we're gonna put on one hellva show for ya! Commentating up here in the announcers box with me is the first ever T-girl Grand Champion, L...
Marti had awoken from her best night's sleep since, well ever, to find she was alone in her room. This was not an unusual occurrence as regardless of how late she stayed up Savannah would wake up before the crack of dawn, and would have prayed, showered, dressed and had breakfast long before any of her other fellow Hellcats. But Marti would have thought that...
The customary click of the lamp, the sudden darkness of the room, and the slow adjusting of eyes to be able to see by the faint glow of the bathroom's nightlight changed the conversation from 'light' to more dark and serious. "Can you believe that Ken went to see Brokeback Mountain?" Carl spoke softly as if not wanting to disturb the house, empty except for...
My name is Alice and I am a fat chick. I stand six feet tall and I weigh two hundred and fifty pounds. My skin is dark brown, and I have nappy hair which I keep short. I am totally freaky and completely unashamed of any of it. I have some rather interesting stories to share with you. I am not going to lie to you. My stories are a bit extreme. Definitely not...
The name is Justin Allemand. I am a tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian origin living in the city of Brockton. When I am not on the Bridgewater State College campus, which I attend while studying criminal justice, I am pursuing that which I consider to be my ruling passion. I like to find big-booty ghetto bitches and fuck them. I also like to fuck...
(Hello everyone, this is a story that has been written for a very special reader of mine.) Intro Monroe Smith had everything pretty well figured out for himself. He was 43, his hair was brown and slightly greying, but his hairline hadn't really receded thanks to the hair implants he had done about a year back. He had never been a big guy when it came to mu...