Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
I had never imagined that a time would come when I will feel like writing a story of my own experience. And even other than that, that I would figure in some events that would change my life order completely. But before I go any further it is needed that the reader knows more about the writer or the storyteller as the case you feel it is. I am SHYAMA. Tha...
Jamie smiled at me and leaned in for another kiss. This one was short and sweet. He looked up at the clock behind me. “It’s 7:16. The guys will be here soon. We better get straightened up.” Jamie rose to his feet and I noticed the huge bulge in the front of his jeans. “Wait,” I said grabbing his hands. “They won’t be here for another fifteen minutes at l...
The evening started much as any other. I'd been visiting Mistress once a month for nearly a year now. It was an interesting diversion for me and certainly helped to keep me grounded. I suppose I should explain. I am to all intents and purposes dominant, both in my normal day-to-day life and sexually. I naturally control most situations into which I enter,...
While we were in Chicago, Angela had gone by the house to surf the Internet. One of her friends had told her about a site that featured white women and black men. She wanted to check it out privately. She was hoping that we, her parents were making headway in finding her a black lover. The soon to be nineteen year old wanted to see what she might be getting....
I was walking in a field, the cool grass crushed softly between my toes, the sun warm on my skin, the smells of spring were in the air and every deep breath I took filled my lungs with the promise of a fresh start and new hope. The sky was a flawless blue and looked clear enough to take a swim in. Everywhere I turned, all I could see was endless rows of roll...
The story involves the adventures of a young man during the summer of 1971. What started out as a road trip by two friends to celebrate being liberated from high school, ended up to be a solo journey by Peter Alland. It was a journey that didn't take him very far in distance at all, but ended up expanding his horizons in many other ways. There are three mai...
It was the night of Darnell's big party, and I was getting ready to play hard. Red cocktail dress, short with a long side slit, the kind of dress that my girlfriends called a "Fuck 'em" dress. I was wearing my black gloss stilettos, red lipstick and no wedding ring. I curled my long blond hair and restrained my rack with an underwire push-up, creating cleava...
Mr. Kline came up to me and took my hand in both of his. “Brandee, you are by far the most talented actress that has ever graced my stage. And you’re beautiful to boot! From now on when I think of ‘Emma’, I will imagine a tall, slender goddess with dark brown hair that curls all the way to the middle of her back and a tan angelic face with big, dark eyes fra...
We were still in Vicky's fetish wear store, with Sara Jones, my landlady, hanging from the ceiling in a set of leather straps that didn't cover any of her touchable areas. She was face down with her hands behind her back, but Vicky had adjusted the straps so that now she was in a kneeling position, but still well off the floor. "Why don't you come here…."...