"STRIP!" She stood frozen in terror. The order was harsh, totally unexpected. Her mind whirled furiously about; her body did not respond. Finally, she managed to stammer a few, incoherent phrases. "I didn't know... I wasn't sure... maybe I have the wrong address... maybe I should leave... I don't know..." "You knew damn well. There is no sign on the door o...
My name is Elisabeth Shay. I'm a five-foot-ten, thick-bodied, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman living in Atlanta. I'm a plump black female who is damn proud of her shape. My skin is dark brown. I like my women how I like my chocolate, hot and black. Unlike some losers who are always whining about their size and wishing they were small...
The bitch actually called me two days later to apologize, saying that she was sorry things got out of hand and wanted to put things behind us. I don't know if she was baiting me into being the one to push for a rematch or more, but I don't care. After all the humiliating shit she and Darren did, there was no way I was letting things slide. The pasty little s...
Lover. Mistress. Adulteress. It’s what I am now, although I hate two of those words and all the other ones I won’t even mention here. I broke my marriage vows nearly a year ago, as my lover broke his. We weren’t bad people and we weren’t in bad marriages. It’s just that there was something seriously lacking in both our sex lives with our spouses and although...
"Hey Bill, are you coming out to the concert this weekend?" Dave, my best friend, asked over the phone. "I don't know, Dave. I'm pretty down still and don't think I'll be good company." Truth to tell, I hadn't left my apartment much in the past week other than to go to work. "Shit, don't tell me this is still about Lisa? I never did like that bitch." "Ye...
Miss Trish definitely stood out in her friend group. She was the one woman in most of the gay bars in Phoenix she frequented. She rotated around every weekend she could get away. "Miss Trisha" was just a nickname that was given by her friends back home, but came to work with it, even if it did sound weird to her "normal" crowd. She became heavily involved in...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place within a few months of the end of the Yuuzhan Vong War. It is the fifth Star Wars story I have written. Unlike the last three, this one is not a sequel to any of the others. I hope you read them anyway, and enjoy all of my stories. Please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Jaina's Discovery Chapter...
Quickies, truly they make the world go round. I mean, without quick sexual release, we'd be a crazier world than we already are. Take me for example. You would never guess it to look at me but I basically live for quickies. Who's got time for the lengthy, wild and time-consuming amorous encounters described in trashy romance novels and poorly written erotica...
Cultural relativity is a difficult concept for most people to understand. Men consider women to be strange. Well, women consider themselves normal and see men as the strange ones. Men everywhere laugh when hearing this because they see themselves as truly uncomplicated. The same goes for people of different religious, races and ethnicities. To the Westerner,...
Four stories precede this one, in temporal order: Christine. A tale of lust. Angela. Teased and pleased. Adrian. A night of torment, or Angela's revenge. The dinner. Christine is bound for pleasure. For North American readers these stories are written in British English so the vocabulary used may be a little different, as are lots of the spellings; we s...