I notice something familiar about you as soon as I enter the room. I notice it from the top of the stairs, just after Mistress Larissa opens the heavy oak door and leads me inside. I see it even before you have a chance to see me for yourself. Unlike the four men shackled beside you, I sense something different about you, something special. I can't put my fi...
WARNING: In my stories, I tend to use the "n-word" quite a bit. If you can't handle reading that...then please leave. ============================================ Just because black slavery is done in the US, and just because the white population apologized for their actions doesn't mean that everything is okay. There are many black men in America who fee...
"You are, you're fucking him," he said with a shocked look. "Keep your voice down," I said, as I nervously glanced around. "I don't believe this. Christ how long has it been going on?" "I mean it Dave just drop it, and if you tell anyone I swear I'll drop you in it too," I spat. "Yeah how, everyone knows we fucked. That was ages ago, its old news now."...
A short story about a horny old man. *** "There are places for guys like you," I said to the reflection in the rear view mirror of my car and I checked to make sure I was looking as good as possible given my 58 years. What those places were is open to debate I suppose. Mental institute? Possibly. Why else would a man be waiting in his car with the motor...
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** Second week of November ** The year was blazing by and though it seemed chaotic, everyone had found their groove. My lover Britt, and her two besties, Gina and Kate, were fully ensconced at the university, bearing down the home stretch and looking forward to the end of the fall semester and the winter break. All three of my comely roommates were excited...
Philip Johnson Prologue Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. I mention that right off; that and the fact that it's January, so you can get a mental picture of a cold, brown and depressing place and time of year. Once spring arrived I'd brag about being from Harrisburg, but right then I'd have given anything to be someplace warm and green. Let's narrow it down a littl...
This story is total fiction and any actual places named are used strictly for settings in the story. I hope you enjoy it, and please don't forget to vote. MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ "I'm really going to miss you, Michael," she said, as she took me to the airport, "Please stay in touch, okay?" "I'll really try," I replied, "But I can't make any promises." ~~~~~...
Part 9: Surfer Girl At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has incestuo...
Although I firmly believe reading the preceding chapters is essential to the development of the story this far, I know it's been a while since I have published them. I have therefore decided to include a brief summary of the story to this point. As always, thanks again to my editor Romantic1. The story so far: Shortly after his eighteenth birthday, Ben head...