Chapter 3: Retro Film Day Outside his home, Martin paused uncertainly, hand on his own door lever. Beyond were his mother and sister. His family. He tried his best to plaster the scents, sights, and sounds of his home over the rest of his day: The ringing of his mother's oven when a batch of cookies was done, the scratch of his sister's pencil as she worked...
This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. ***** Tuesday, 11 pm. Hollyweather Highschool, classroom 6B. "Will the sitting champion be able to defeat his most dangerous opponent yet." Scott Olson quietly narrated the chess match between Carl Peterson, the president of the chess club, and its newest member Dan...
Ray Ann Miller was bored even though her husband had only been gone for two days on his three-day business trip. As she sat at her desk waiting for the end of the workday and work week, Millie came by and asked, "I know it's probably a waste of time, but would you like to go with us after work for dinner, some drinks and dancing?" This was an offer Ray Ann h...
*I can't tell you what Paradise is like, but I'll know it when I see it* The first moment I realized I was in trouble there was a van door sliding open and a man in a ski mask holding a submachine gun came out at me. The van cut off my forward progress and another car hemmed me in from behind. "Open the door and slide over!" the man yelled at me. That b...
As mentioned in the previous chapter, this story is now taking a darker turn; more of the sex is on the non-consensual side, and it starts to verge on Erotic Horror in places. However, because of the central theme I'm still classifying it as "NonHuman". If you want to know other specific elements of the story, please review the tags. This chapter in partic...
Down the street from the Najjars, John Matthews awkwardly made his way home. His erection made it hard to walk any faster and even walking was hard to do properly. His penis leaked precum as he pictured his wife Tiffany in the arms of a big black man, just the way he had just seen Jamilah. Across the road, ahead of John, a stunningly beautiful woman in her...
I have not written an interracial romance in a long time, so I decided to write one. This story is a short one. I'm sure it could have been longer, but I decided not to draw out the tale. I hope you enjoy it and share your thoughts with me. All of the characters I the story are above the age of consent. Just a heads up, this story is self-edited, but pleas...
I have decided to rewrite this story because of several comments from my readers. I must admit that I did rush through it on my first effort. On rereading after it was posted I realized that I made several errors and skipped over a lot of details that should have been included. This time I will also add my apologies to the ghost of my favorite poet, Shel Sil...
In our twenty second year of marriage my wife began a sexual relationship with an old boyfriend named Leonard Foyle. They'd kept in touch over the years, ran into each other every few months at various union functions. I'd met him myself, once or twice, always cordially. The last time, as I recall, on one of our infrequent trips to the big city, he'd brought...
The dark night sky lights up once, twice and then a third time. There's no sound, just a bright light that extends from the sky down to the ground. The lights that can be seen are not lightning, they are actually a rift between dimensions. They form and close so quickly, to most it seems as if its lighting. Within moments three flying vehicles ascend into th...