This is the second installment to my little adventure with Jess, only things get a little more weird, if that could possibly happen. I rose to my feet and helped Jess up as she continued to stare at me. She continued holding my hand and led me to the bathroom. It was a cute little bathroom with a small sink and mirror, the usual toilet and a rather large sh...
I suppose all these stories start off describing who the main character is, so I guess that is where I'll start. This story is about me and a very strange afternoon I had, which I feel like sharing with those who have deviant minds such as myself. I suppose you'll be wanting to know what I look like. I am 19 and I am 5 ft 1, so I am quite small, but I guess...
One summer I was driving across the country to visit my family that lives out of state. I was driving alone with my girlfriend of two years. We were driving though the middle of nowhere when she curdled up in a little ball in the passenger seat to sleep. Her ass was facing me perfectly which made it hard to focus on the road, but it looked so nice in her c...
I was dismayed when I read the sign that said the lift won't work. I'd have to go up three floors to get to my bank. I wasn't sure if my dodgy knees could take it. I climbed the stairs wearily cursing my luck. I felt angrier that I had let myself turn into self-pitying sexless middle aged man. After much effort I had managed to reach just the first floor....
Michelle looked at herself in the mirror again. Her hair was all in the right places – tied back with a little ribbon and off her face. She applied a little more red lipstick and gave her lips a smack. "Okay I'm ready to meet the guys now." She said aloud and with a shrug of the shoulders to adjust her blouse she left the ladies toilet and walked down the h...
My Husband has asked me to write this. I suppose it's a kind of a confession, perhaps for us both. I owe him at least this. Though it is not an apology. It will tell many things about the last year of our marriage. (That's wrong, our marriage isn't over, yet.) It infers many things about the previous years in our relationship too. The events in the last year...
I only had sex with one person in those fifteen months I waited for my divorce to come through. Just one person in all that lonely period. And then only twice with them. Once the day I kicked my husband out after finding he’d been unfaithful, yet again, and once a week or so later. But that sex was wonderful. It was different to any I’d had before, it was in...
My name is Kurt Brown. Friends call me K.B. A big and tall black man in his mid-twenties living in the city of Brockton. I am a tour bus driver by day and a college student by night. I attend Bridgewater State College, where I major in Criminal Justice. I'm basically one semester away from getting my bachelor's degree. In May of 2009, I will graduate. I real...
My name is Samira Klahlesh-Habari. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Nubia. The year is 2412 A.D. of the old calendar and it's year 401 of the Nubian Calendar. I'm a citizen of the Pan-African Imperium, in what was once called the North American Division. What is the Pan-African Imperium? The greatest civilization in h...
Introduction A note to eager readers: I know from experience that it's sometimes irritating to plow through the setup in order to get to the "good parts." The introduction, here, is very well thought out and just oh, so funny, but not what you'd call "sexy." So, it's okay by me if you want to just zip to the next section titled "Happy Birthday." ----------...