Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging comments and helpful hints regarding previous stories. For those people who have a problem wit...
These are just story fragments -- three creatures, which have been floating around in my mind for a while and are offered in an unfinished and abbreviated state. Please beware: these stories feature cuckolding and adultery, severe husband and boyfriend humiliation, cruel wives, and a completely treacherous and promiscuous girlfriend. I don't pull punches in...
Chapter 4: Destiny Ten years later It was a Sunday afternoon in June when Tyler McGhee, age 32, went for his usual Sunday run. He wasn't a runner by choice but one who valued the need to maintain his fitness and a healthy physique. Ever since his 30th birthday, running had become part of his life. At first, he despised running in all its forms. It didn't m...
Over at the McGraw's, Sheriff Singleton and Patty Mae had finally made it out to where Patty Mae's husband Roy had gotten himself into a pickle. "Well, there you have him, Sheriff." Patty Mae embarrassingly looked at her husband who had once again managed to get himself stuck in one of his elaborate traps. Wow... Singleton looked over and saw Roy inside...
Life has intervened and I've not been able to proofread this part as fully I would like. So I apologise for any typos or other mistakes. FORTY-TWO I rang the bell at Stephanie Fanshaw's front door and switched on my recorder. There was a long pause and then the door opened. Stephanie Fanshaw was a striking woman. She was very tall with a thin angular body...
I haven't posted a new story in a while. We have been preoccupied with other things lately. As I write this and submit this story, we are in the midst of getting ready for our big day. That's right, in a couple of hours I will wed my queen, 18 years, 1 month and 10 days after our first date. Our life hasn't always been easy, but it has been worth it. The tho...
Exhausted and covered in bits of wood chippings, Lucas headed away from the lumber mill, venturing towards the long road that would lead him home. Extremely physical, the job at the lumber mill left his muscles sore and overworked. The pay was good but the hours were lengthy, beginning at six a.m. before finally coming to an end at four in the afternoon. A...
*all characters in this story are 18 years of age or older* * * * * * My body was weary but my soul was satisfied as I walked across the parking light on the warm spring night. In the gym I had just left the company of Andre and his friend Marquis, who had become my second black lover this weekend. It was Sunday night and I decided that this had been, with...
You know it's going to be one of those days when you have to hurry and rush around straight from the word go in the morning. I'm Jet, I'm forty five, five foot six inches tall, black hair (what's left of it), brown eyes and slim to medium build. What else do you want to know? Ah yes, I live alone, divorced for six years and I'm a college lecturer in mathema...
There was a chilly morning mist hugging the ground when Dorothy came outside. She did some loosening up exercises then jogged down to the big wrought iron gates. The guard inside the gatehouse, a stoic-faced black man, had the look of someone who would rather be anywhere else—like in a warm, cozy bed, spooned naked with someone equally cozy and warm, but he...