By Woodmanone copyright September/2011 There are no descriptive sexual scenes in this story. Constructive comments, critiques, and emails are very welcome and are appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my work. ******************** Deputy U.S. Marshal Thomas Boone dismounted in front of the Marshal's office in Tucson Arizona. He...
I sat down on the warm toilet seat and looked quizzically around the room. It was a standard bathroom; cozy fluffy matt, blue and green tiles, a large combined shower and bath taking up the back wall next to a sizeable window. Next to the toilet were a sink and cabinet with products and soap laid around the taps. After I had peed, I wiped myself and noticed...
Author's Note: This is intended as a satirical look at the differences in communicative abilities of men and women. ------------------------------------ It was a little before 8:00 in the morning when the doorbell started ringing repeatedly. When Susan opened the door she saw that her daughter Kelly was standing outside the door crying. She immediately hug...
"Ahmad, tonight, my dear husband, I am cuckolding you," Fatima Ali said, smiling wickedly at her husband, Saudi Government Minister and career diplomat Ahmad Ali, and then she winked at her Bull. The object of her desire was a handsome Somali stud named Bilal Osman, whom Fatima met while visiting the University of Ottawa. The tall, burly and dark-skinned Eas...
Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...
Jim asked me to dance. We stood, walked to the dance floor and he pulled me close. I could feel his erection as he pressed against me. He leaned down to kiss me again, and I melted into him. His large hands were spread on my bare back and I pressed my breasts against him, my nipples hardened and protruding. His hands slid to my ass, cupping it and massaging...
Chapter 17 Third Day on Fantasy Cruise FFFF A. Earhardt & E. Andrews on a Cruise Ship Author's note, this fantasy segment once completed consisted of 192 Microsoft Word pages. I figured being this long I would break it up into seven mini stories, one for each day of the week on the cruise. I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it. * Monday, thir...
My name is Francesca Brown and I simply love big men. They're my personal fetish. Something about a big and tall man simply gets me going. I'm a big girl myself. I'm six-foot-one and I am a somewhat chunky ( but funky and sexy) girl. My skin is dark brown and I have long black hair which I keep braided. When it comes to my physical attributes, I'm 32-26-38....
82 Piedmont Avenue NE A..., Georgia November 18, 1862 Mrs. Constance W... Hazel Park E..., Virginia Dear Connie, What a dither I have been in since returning to A... As you know, mother went right to work on Dr. K... and Papa. The day after our return, Mama began arranging my wedding. When Papa inquired as to what she was doing she informed him that she w...
Without warning and I cannot identify who made the move even now, but suddenly I was dumped unceremoniously on the bed. I landed in a heap, arms and legs askew. I quickly pulled my legs together and did my best to cover my nude crotch. Nude men encircled the bed, all eyes on me, with fully erect cocks. I saw drops of precum oozing out of their cocks except f...