This is my first attempt in the humor rubric. I would love to hear your comments, either at the end of the story or by email. ************* A Blind Date "It's okay, Sally. We'll go out, get drunk, have a good time," Mary Ann said. She was a good friend, consoling me after that SOB boyfriend had dumped me last week. "We're all dressed up and frankly, girl...
To Anonymous who told me to stop writing this story: Stop Reading This Story! ***** Justin Heityme, Lecturer in Environmental Science with a dual-track position in Human Sexuality, spent Friday afternoon doing research until dinner time. Then he closed his books and left the library, climbed into his battered mini-pickup and drove home to the comfortable l...
1964 was a far different world than the one we all live in today. Ronnie couldn't know that of course, he was fresh out of high school and like most young men at the time, there was not a single clue in his mind of what he would do with his life. His world had been school, and work, it was the only world he knew. As far as anything like a social life, there...
Lyn and I lived parallel lives for seventeen years, the same school, same class and same church, etc. After high school I went interstate to college and it wasn't until we were in our mid twenties that we met again; a blind date arranged by mutual friends. One would describe Lyn as pretty rather than a great beauty; she ditched her heavy spectacles for a m...
New York City comes alive in the springtime. In the evenings, in Central Park, walkers and joggers breathe in the perfumed scent of flowering trees. On morning streets the smell of freshly washed pavement dampens the dawn. Winter is just a gray memory. Most animals breed in the spring, and humans are no different. After a long cold winter it feels so good t...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...
My many thanks to hex_nalun and Rosemund_deBurg for corroborating with me on this. You guys rock!!! ************************************* Ciro felt as though he could hardly breathe. The lush curves that pressed up against him, her strong arm as she leaned into him supporting him in his weakness, the long soft crimson hair that spilled down over his arm. I...
"Think about it, will ya Sam? You can't tell me the thought never crossed your mind." That was Julie, my wife of six years, trying to convince me that we should entertain the thought of swapping with another couple. I wasn't so keen on the idea; sure, there were times I thought it might be fun to get a strange piece of ass. Between the year of courtship and...
Major thanks to my editor Ed! He's helped me a lot with some good suggestions, along with fixing the numerous typos and grammatical errors that I tend to miss on my own. Bonus thanks to A.A.A. for the extra help they added! Enjoy! ————— Dettella stood over Sam as he collapsed from the devastating news. 'His friend is... dying.' She thought. Not having...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Since my first Hayley story was so well-received last time, I thought I'd write another one down since I had the idea floating around in my head. Please comment if you enjoy and feel free to check out my other stories and comment on them as well. -- The show had long since been over, the band having spent the last several hours partying in...