None of it made any sense. Her one true love was the Lord. Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more? She could not even. Early that morning, seated on her threadbare bed, she scanned the sparse room for any items she may have forgotten. She remembered that s...
The two girls sat side by side in the Principal's office, the room filled with a deathly silence. Their faces were like thunder, the one marked with a bloody scar where the fingernails of the other had connected during their skirmish in the grounds outside. The man they were waiting on sat behind the opposing desk. He was well built, sharply dressed and cert...
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
"Gobble Gobble" is Part Six of the sexual story of my life. "Trick or Treat, Daddy?" which was posted on 10/30 was Part Five. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past sins is part of my repentance. All the sorority sisters at that certain institution of higher learning were all packed up to go home for Thanksgiving break. Usually the really bad weather al...
William was a good lad who had had the most unfortunate childhood. He was the first child of an unmarried 18-year-old mother whose partner had deserted her soon after he was born and she found herself almost destitute. After struggling for a few years with the help of relatives she had eventually had to give up William and at the age of 12 he was put into a...
The fact that we had already decided to attend the same university made the decision to date Rick much easier. He, the twins, and I were all so close that there would've been a very real temptation to let that closeness wield undue influence on our choice of institution, so we had agreed that we would discuss the matter only with our parents and siblings, ma...
Warmer than I remembered, the brilliant sun reflected off a handful of tall crystal spires creating prisms of light on the carpet of virgin forests below. The small glass bubble I was surrounded with floated lazily on the thermals as several Sea Terns circled blissfully overhead. As I turned to face the sun, a calm silvery sea stretched endlessly to the hori...
Copyright (c) 2018 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. --------- This is one of a series of stories set in what I call Universe-J. Universe-J is very much like this universe with a few exceptions. First the people tend to be a little more sexual and less hung up on sex than...
You may enjoy this more if you read the earlier chapters first but that is not critical. This story involves bodily functions and discipline, including caning and spanking, so if any of that offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18. ***** Karen had been worried about what would happen when she and Jamie took his sister Kathy nex...
"Um, Mr. Wachira, what, exactly, is a Ghoul?" says my psychotherapist, Dr. Kadra Mohamed, and I looked at the tall, curvy and dark-skinned, alluring Somali-Canadian Muslim therapist in the neatly pressed white coat and sighed, wishing that she were a little more informed. I've been in the institution for a while now, and like the rest of my former doctors, t...