"Ma'am, has anyone ever told you that you look just like Serena Williams, you know, the tennis star?" says the chubby, bespectacled young white woman working at the makeup counter at Sephora, and I take a deep breath, and bite back the sharp reply that's just on the tip of my tongue. Instead, I nod and smile, trying to be as friendly as I can. One of my new...
Hi, Rosie Webster here again. You remember last time, Carla and I enjoyed a 3some with Tabitha in Birmingham, well as a result "Underworld" picked up its first ever order from "Mystique" lingerie, and I got an invitation to go down to see Tabitha. I was uncertain as to how Carla would react to me going to see someone we had both had sex with. We were in...
It is only after you have been dead for a while that you begin to look to lovely. Sunken cheeks free of color full of luscious decay, Oh my collection admired growing by the day, such wonderful my trophies dustless upon my shelves. Lovely creatures spilling life into my floors so I can dance and rejoice in it barefoot. For I am aroused as color deepest...
Lena Mid January we arrive, frustration from the train journey tinged with anticipation, teasing and lust only tempered by getting lost on the walk between the station and your flat. You return home from work and are amused to find us huddled together against the cold. Shyly I introduce Katie to you, and you're taken aback by her natural exuberance and enth...
Preface: This is based on an encounter that actually happened to me a couple of years ago. All of the major events and actions happened, and very little has been added to embellish what happened. The details have been changed greatly to maintain the privacy of those concerned. I have spoken to the other person in this story, and have been given consent to pu...
The worm that turned....... Chapter 1. Dermott McHugh. How on earth did he get such a name? The McHugh was obvious - it was from his father's surname. But Dermott? It was probably his family's dreams of Scotland, where his family had come from 3 generations before. Actually it wasn't the origins of his name he was angry about - it was having the name in t...
"So, Malik, you're a switch-hitter?" Amal Jama said softly, blinking as she took in the news just delivered to her by her boyfriend of almost two years, Malik Mensah. The tall, broad-shouldered young man nodded somberly, and swallowed hard. Malik's shoulders sagged, and he licked his lips, his posture ramrod straight, an ironic term, given his situation, as...
"No, no, no" said Lucy. "We might enjoy our thrills in and out of bed but that's our secret." "Come on Lucy, don't tell me you don't think little Steve's cute," I replied. "Of course he's cute but he's almost half my age, and probably half my experience too." Steve was the apprentice I had been given to train. He was trying to become an electrician and th...
A tale of chess—and losing oneself—by Veeshan (Author's Note: This has NEVER happened to me before. I sure wish it would, though!) LAS VEGAS, NEVADA. As I squinted against the harshly-crystalline blue sky of a winter morning, I reflected that they didn't call this place "Sin City" for nothing. Technically, I wasn't supposed to be here. I didn't really have...
Chapter One Like many young men eighteen and over during the age of the military draft, I dodged it by enlisting in the Air Force. It was the best choice of my life given what it not only taught me about life in general and about myself, it also taught me that there were side benefits that only a tight military community could offer. These are benefits that...