The blank door swung open and her lover gestured her into his apartment. "Come in, Paula." Always taller than she remembered, from even the week before, giving her a feeling of being diminutive and overborne, and with it a strange aura of awe and mystery. She wondered if perhaps that was why she was attracted to him, the males in her family, when growing u...
Ryan Carter got his doctorate from the archaeology graduate program at Harvard and was a field researcher and adjunct professor with Columbia University. Inspired as a child by the Indiana Jones movies, Ryan wanted to study the mysteries of ancient cultures. Even though the academia and field work of archaeology was no where as glamorous or exciting as the m...
Read this to the music: "Somebody That I Used To Know" by Gotye feat. Kimbra. * A plain black silk cocktail dress when fitted properly is the peak of adult feminine grace. A top-cut Tolkowsky brilliant is the paramount stone when it comes to jewelry. If you want some colour try a Russian Posad silk shawl as an accessory. The original classic format is the...
Addendum 2: DJ LaPica's Third Top 10 Lesbian C&W Songs "Annnnnd we're back from commercial break, San Francisco. Alice Pieszecki here at Station KPSF with our second hour, and guess who just popped in? It's our great galpal DJ LaPica, sometimes known as Carmen Morales to her family and friends. Hey, Carmen!" "Hey, Al! I brought you a latte." "Oh, you sure...
The National Association of Women University Deans Part I "I'm going to fuck the nigger," Prof. Sharon Vinchelle announced to her husband as she stood at the door of their study. Her husband, Jacques, looked up from the stack of essays he was grading, nodded imperceptibly, and returned to his work. His wife turned and repaired to their bedroom, where the te...
Written by a woman and a man, jointly :) * This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ***** Sagarika's version: Sometimes when I look b...
So there I was again on all fours in his bed. My peach coloured thong panties pulled to the side, and my daddy behind me with one hand on my hip and the other Gripped onto the back of my red corset. Chad relentlessly filling my ass pussy with his gorgeous rock hard 8" as I moaned "oh daddy, oh daddy don't ever stop fucking me, I love you" over and over in my...
He rubbed his eyes, looked at his fountain pen -- leaking, again -- a puddle of deep blue spreading on the paper. He picked up the pen and threw it in a nearby trash can, then took a little packet of tissues out of his jacket and wiped his ink off the paper and tossed that away, too. He looked at his watch and shook his head, packed up his things and grabbed...
Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massac...
I have never seen anything like this before. A tall and sexy Black woman with a cute face, decidedly curvy body, wide hips and a big round ass. Well, truth be told I've definitely seen that before. Plenty of them in my town. However, there was something different about this one. And not just because she's my darling fiancée. My lady just stood there, and she...