When I called home from Denver on Wednesday night, Fran explained that Sheila was on an airplane bound for LA. Apparently, the museum where she worked had a chance to borrow some rare Chinese art for a year in trade for various carved Italian marbles dating back to the dawn of civilization. Sheila took every job assignment with great enthusiasm and also car...
Looking back, if I am completely honest with myself, I have always known my wife is a slut. Her sexual appetite is one of the many qualities that attracted me to her in the first place. We had sex on our very first date, and it was clear that she had quite a lot of experience. While we were dating, we shared our sexual resumes with each other, and hers was q...
I never thought in a million years that I fall head over heels for a jock, but that's exactly what happened. It was my second year at the University of Texas. Troy Malone was a handsome, intelligent, outrageously funny guy, and he was a quarterback on the football team, albeit the second string, since he was just a junior. I'm a small town girl, but I was n...
"A penny for your thoughts? The cat got your tongue? What's wrong Betty? You look so troubled, depressed, and angry. You look like you lost your best friend. Did your dog die? Why would someone as beautiful as you look so glum?" Every man realized it and commented on it, yet no man took the time to truly question it. Her beauty made them forget whatever els...
Candi unlocked the front door of her house and briskly entered. After her unusual work day she wanted to curl up on the couch and hopefully spend the night chatting with her Husband Damian. Opening her laptop she greedily typed in her password and allowed it time to accept, before opening her mail. Sure enough, Damian had sent her mail. Pausing long enough...
Dear Readers, If you haven't already read Chapters 1-8 of this series, Tom & Sue John & Debbie, I suggest you do so. Readers will follow the fictitious characters while they take the reader on a roller coaster ride filled with sex, sports, and romance. Each chapter builds on the previous chapter and without reading the previous chapters the reader will miss...
Author's Note: For years I've tried—in every possible way that I can think of—to persuade my wife to cuckold me... preferably with a black lover. But she insists (and I've come to accept) that it's just never gonna happen. Not in real life. But! My wife does like when I tell her a story about her being with a dominant black bull (if by "like" one means "r...
-one- Clemens, wearing one of his new six-hundred-dollar silk suits, sat behind his desk, licking his lips thoughtfully. The office stunk of stale cigarette butts. "I want to know what happened," he said. "I didn't see it, but Reeves told me. You looked over all your receivers. You looked right at Lennox and then you toss it right into the safety's hands...
I love all kinds of wicked fun. Especially when it's unexpected. I guess you can call me an adventure addict. My name is Jeremiah Magloire and I approve this message. I'm a big and tall ( six-foot-three by 250 pounds ) young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I'm having myself a ton of fun in the summer ti...
(These chapters will pick up right where the last left off, I recommend reading in order) * In the week that followed, several things happened to sweeten an already sweet deal. The first involved me immediately taking Max up on her morning yoga offer, which meant I was now starting each day seeing Max's tight little body in a sports bra and spandex shorts....