It took about three minutes for all of us to get naked and into the hot tub. The water felt great with the jaccuzi jets on and there was enough room to stretch out a bit and not be too crowded. Jill and Angie were sitting beside each other, Cassie across from them between Rich and I. Jill was caressing Angie’s breasts and Angie had her head back and was in a...
"Matt, what do you say we stop at the next town we see and grab something to eat. I'm getting famished," my lovely Sofia said. We had been driving for a couple of hours in our new BMW convertible with no particular destination in mind. Today was the anniversary of our first meeting back in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico where we live permanently. It was exa...
Fair warning: This is true-life, softcore kink rather than hardcore fiction, so if you're looking for that stuff you may not want to invest your time in this story. Aside from the names, it is completely true. ------- I've never worked in a peepshow, so who am I to say? But I feel kind of gypped that they've been run out of New York. There were no peep s...
Lana Valdez silently swore as she knelt on the floor to pick up the stack of papers to be filed that had just spilled out of her arms. It was Lana's first day on the job at Sossman , Maher & Roberts Law office. She was hired to be a secretary to the firm partners at the firm. Clumsily her chubby fingers tried to quickly gather the papers. Lana wasn't actuall...
Tyrone Wattford is twenty one years old, a second-year student in the Business Management program at Roxbury Community College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. The brother is proudly African American, tall, handsome and athletic, qualities that make him really popular with the local ladies. So why is Tyrone without a lady? While Roxbury Community Colle...
Disclaimer/FAQ: This story is not a depiction of reality. It is instead a fictional tale partially inspired by real people and situations in history that were observed by the author. The depiction of said people and situations in this story is not meant as anything more or less than an honest (and dramatic, tragic, and comedic) tribute to them. I hope you en...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....
Generally I hate going to the doctor. It can be so dehumanizing. I love life, and having my vitals checked by complete strangers really sucks everything right out of me. I think Dr. Hernandez has the only medical office I enjoy visiting. It isn't perfect, but Maribel always manages to lift my spirits, and she leaves me in a better mood than when I arrived....
My name is Steven Marcus. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I work as a security guard at Westgate Mall, the local shopping center to pay the rent and take business administration classes at the Avery Institute of Technology, a local public college. Like a lot of Black men out there, I've got a cra...
"Face down and ass up, sexy lady," Master Tariq commanded, and Janice Hastings nodded, then did as she was told. The tall, sturdy and curvy, alabaster-skinned, blonde-haired and green-eyed young Caucasian woman got on all fours, and shook her thick white ass at him. Standing behind her, Master Tariq admired Janice's beauty, which was so unlike that of the sl...