Note to readers: After writing "Ashley's Teeny Green Bikini" I received lots of good feedback. I've thus decided to develop a series with Ashley, my wife and I. This story is Part I. There will be at least a Part II and Part III. If you haven't you should read "Ashley's Teeny Green Bikini" first. ************************** A few months had passed since my...
I am bored at home; My fiancee is frequently flying because of work and I, though I had a very good job and we lived in a swanky apartment in downtown New York, it wasn't enough to keep the itch in. I decided to hit the clubs tonight after calling some of my good girlfriends. Being mixed asian and british has it's positive points. I am blessed with good feat...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no underage characters in this story. Panties, Bras, and High Heel Shoes A straight man has an abnormal attachment, a bizarre affection, an erotic affinity, and a real sexual fetish for women's panties, bras, and high heel shoes. "Psst. Hey buddy, come closer to the monitor. I don't...
After our insane, reality altering weekend in that hotel, everything was different. We met two more times, each more insane than the last, until I finally couldn't help myself and asked her to move in with me. She said that she needed to see me on camera, and that she had something to tell me. That Friday I dreaded coming home, and clicking the Skype icon a...
My name is Alastair Rashkel and I'm a big and tall Black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Anyone looking at me sees a regular-looking brother, and that's cool with me. It just means that my disguise is working like a charm. You see, I'm no ordinary brother. I'm actually a Vampire. Been one all my life. Vampires do exist. We look like normal...
Marybelle Magnolia Blossom Rousseau was going home. It hadn't been a decision that she had made lightly as she hadn't been home since she was 17 years old. Plus --she adored her life in Los Angeles. She had been a wide-eyed teenager full of youth and promise when she had first stepped off the Greyhound bus in Hollywood for stardom. She turned her nose co...
I would like to thank Mr_Owlow for all his assistance with editing this story. In typical Riley fashion I was in a bit of a situation. GiGi's T.V. show was a complete success and we were picked up for a second season. America was in love with the cast especially GiGi and myself. We were making the rounds on talk shows and late night. We were doing endorse...
Another boring morning in traffic court. One of the tickets I'd written--45 in a school zone--was being disputed. Plenty of cops don't show up for disputed tickets, but if I wrote a ticket it was for a reason, and I certainly wasn't going to let some metrosexual on a cell phone go 20 miles over the limit and then get away with it because I didn't feel like g...
(This is the third part of this story, to make sense I would urge you to read the previous chapters - they're quite good I promise. Sorry for the long wait for chapter 3 and thanks very much for the kind feedback I've received for the first two chapters) * Mariah Carey sat on the edge of her bed in Whitney Houston's mansion and absent-mindedly played with...
*Caroline* Episode 2: January 8th, 1998 Lester Graves was flexing his pretend muscles in front of the expensive stainless glass mirror in the back of his office, the only place in the world where such an elaborate fantasy could be played out. Lester wasn't with his physical appearance in real life. But in the mirror he didn't see his scrawny little body, h...