Synopsis: Parting is such sweet sorrow, but is it what they really want? This story contains graphic descriptions of many sexual acts, including lesbian orgies, some incest, and exhibitionism. If you are under the age of consent, or if you are offended by what my brain thought up, then please find a different website. Billions of websites are out there, so...
I was getting tired. The drone of the two Pratt & Whitney Wasp Jr. engines was hypnotically seductive. I was almost to my destination. I directed the air from a vent at my face. It was chilly and helped quite a bit. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and checked the GPS. Almost there. Time to be alert. I reached to the copilot seat and opened the cooler and go...
BRUSSELS, VIENNA: APRIL/MAY LUKE, ANITA, ELENA 'Well, if she has to, she has to, I suppose. I'd better load her down with some self-study material, and she can e-mail me her written work for correction. The exam's only two months away though, and I'm not really happy about losing nearly half the class time that's left.' Anita and Elena looked at each other...
This is Chapter four and the last of our continuing interracial adventures. Please read the previous 3 stories if you haven't to get the history behind this story. After Amie had been alone with Dwayne for that one night and I had my fun with Ezzy it seemed that Amie was finally satisfied and didn't mention him or having more black lovers for a long time....
Two years or so after my sexy little blond wife got her first taste of the special eroticism of interracial sex, a significant new turn of events began when my boss flew down south from Chicago to spend some time working with me. I had an idea that the real purpose of his trip was to have an excuse to visit his aunt, which he pronounced ‘awnt’ in his hometow...
*Author's note: Any and all persons engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Xyla Woods lugged the heavy box up the neatly bordered walkway to the front door. She cursed the idiot, probably Marla Tooms that had come up with the idea that the cheerleaders could go door to door selling the crappy candy bars. Like they ha...
This is the third feature in a short series of true stories. My biggest critics so far, have called attention to the fact that I spend a great deal of time telling about the peripheral items, conditions and circumstance. This one is no different. To me it is extremely important to build a case for why the main characters were at that particular place, in t...
I wake with the sky, the birds making noise to greet the light sounding a bit anxious. I get up and look out the window to see nothing I look above to see a nest and a bird coaxing the little birds to fly. I sing a prayer that the birds fly, all but one take off and swoop about. The one that does not fly almost has it, still falls toward the ground the wings...
This story is meant to be a stand-alone story for the Winter Holidays Contest, though it uses characters from my ongoing series. Please enjoy it on its own merits. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story may contain graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be extremely off...
"Lynney! What's getting into you! I told you nothing was wrong, why don't you trust me!" he shouted, following her to the dining room table, where the laptop was plugged in. "I guess I can't have it both ways. I can't have you spoil me and baby me, and then not get mad when you talk to me like I'm a child when I know something is going on! Come on. I wasn'...