I slept most of the next day, mostly because Louise was insatiable the night before. She laid down after my own explosive orgasm, on top of me, while she sucked on my neck and proceed to tell me in great detail about going over to Debbie's house meeting with Jason and Debbie stayed in the living room while Jason and Louise used their master bedroom. Great,...
Lucy parked her car next to the convenience store and noticed the crowd. "Shit," she sighed, it was going to be busy and she hadn't hand anything to eat yet. She grabbed a pack of crackers on her way around the counter and tossed her purse in the closed cabinet beneath the gas pump board. "Hey girl," Mary was running the register. She counted out change a...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis, and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was p...
I've always been attracted to men who aren't really dangerous men yet still project that kind of image. I guess it's about the allure, after all. The masculine edge thing. The really manly men always seem a little bit dangerous. I like that. Maybe that's why I've got a thing for Black men. They're so hot, strong and manly. Doesn't matter if they're five-foot...
Creaming for Ice Cream - a porno movie It is hot. Not only is it hot, but proximity to the lake makes it humid as well, sticky and unbearable. The radio that morning has announced that it is eighty-nine degrees and ninety-eight percent humidity. Downtown, the asphalt reflects the heat against the buildings' walls with the ferocity of a desert sirocco wind....
The name is Jacques Monpoint. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Canada. People say I kind of look like the actor Michael Clark Duncan. These days, life is okay though it could be better. I recently moved here from Boston, Massachusetts. It's definitely a change of scenery. Ottawa is a lot more diverse than I...
The time of day was early morning. I had gone out for my three mile jog as I do every morning. However this morning it looked like rain. Rain is one thing but lighting is an all together other thing. To me it looked like thunder clouds building in the east and I wanted no part of that so I cut my run short. I turned back after I had reached the Valley road b...
The first part was a bit raw. Sorry, I rushed it a bit. Read it if you want the plot. In this part I cut to the main thing. The series will contain all kinds of BDSM stuff and fetishes Have fun! *** I was in front of woman of my dreams. Aurora. Mistress Aurora. In black corset, garter belts, stockings, black thong, glassy high heel platforms, oriental hair...
After a daring summer of community theater, I got back to campus for my last year of college. As a drama major, I was required to try out for the first semester production. Who should I run into but Rachel, now a freshman and also in the Drama Department. "Hi Rachel," I said, surprising her in the theater workspace. She snapped her head around and saw...
A few years ago, when I was still single I dated a young woman named Leslie who worked for the same company I did. Nothing much came of it - dinner a few times, a couple of movies but we seemed to move our separate directions. I started dating another lady (Barbara) in the same organization and within a year we had gotten married. But I kept thinking about L...