"Where ya off to Red?" Pink asked her half sister. "I'm off to Grandma's house with a basket of goodies for her," Red replied and smiled her beauty pageant winning smile, striking that perfect pose for the cameras. Kiss ass bitch, "Oh how nice of you." Pink replied dripping with false admiration. "Yes, it is isn't it?" Red got a wistful look on her face....
My sister had invited a friend of hers, Iris, to stay with us for a short while. Apparently there'd been a small fire at her place and she needed somewhere to live while repairs were being done. My sister had put her in our spare room and she was happily residing there while the carpenters and painters patched together her place. I'd never met Iris before a...
Introduction: "Capnolognia" (smoking fetishism) is delved into from a personal perspective. Sexual hi-jinks and out-of-control fantasies abound as you are guided through the mind of a fastidious fetishist. And so, dear reader; if smoking is not a "thing" for you—either in a sexually dynamic sense, or in any other sense—then I'd suggest you move on to some...
Sean Hall was the epitome of male beauty. He had the eyes of a Greek God, and the body to match. Girls practically fell over with their legs open when he walked by, and he seemed oblivious to it all. This led to many doubts as to his sexuality being on the hetero side of the spectrum. How could a young man in is early twenties be so oblivious to his own sexu...
This story is a work of fiction intended for adults only. Any similarities between characters and events in the story and the real world are either incidental or have been put there to increase the suspension of disbelief and would certainly not be admissible in any kind of court. I hope you enjoy this story and any and all comments are truly appreciated,...
Samuel Xavier here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black male college graduate and urban fiction writer living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I've lived in America for almost a decade, having moved here from the Republic of Haiti in the early 2000s. My history with America has been one of love and hate. A very complicated history. And that's what t...
September 3 Dear Penny,Thank you very much for writing to me. Your letter was a big surprise and it gave me something new to think about. I want you to know from the start that I am not the monster that people think I am. I am a victim too; I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I know that everybody is likely to say that, but it is true for me; I don’...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and consenting. This is a work of fiction. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Alicia and Jodie walked around with their arms linked. Alicia had long, brown hair and was a petite hispanic girl with cute little A-cup boobs and was the younger of the pair, aged 20. Jodie had long, dyed-black...
IMPORTANT NOTE TO READERS! - As an official disclaimer, it must be noted and strongly emphasized that no sexual relationships between "underage" individuals and adults—either consensual or non-consensual—ever actually takes place within the descriptions and the general narrative of this literary work. As you read this story, you will come to realize that the...
I stopped my car next to her on the highway and waved her over, rolling down the window in my old red truck. She was still facing away from me walking with her arms crossed. "Hey honey, hop in!" I called. She turned and my heart stopped. Her hair was golden and straight but unkempt. Her face was flawless and her complection was pale, but sad and so...