After a long wait, here is the next instalment. Thanks to my loyal supporters who keep me going-you know who you are. ***** We drifted back to sleep, later I rose to consciousness to feel her mouth around my balls, gently moving them in their bag. Her fingers stroked my bum and hole, gently and erotically giving me odd pleasure. I was getting hard as she m...
Vanessa was busy working on other cases that had not been cleared, but her mind was still on the Wilkins case. Rory normally could be tough on a rapist, she had seen it. At first, she thought it was because it was out of loyalty to a fellow U of M alum, but now she was unsure. Maybe now was a good time to pay Nathalia DeOca a visit. She drove down to Coral G...
(I wrote this series of stories without dialogue intentionally as an experiment) We follow Jessica to the end of the long arc of the restaurant. On the inside of the arc, near the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the brilliant sunset over the Gulf, are tables for two and four, mostly empty. On the outside of the arc against the dark wood paneling of t...
I don't usually wake up before the alarm. But on Thursday morning I did. I rolled over in the half light and realised the alarm was going to go off in five minutes. I sat up on the side of the bed and defused the detonator. I took a moment to stretch. I felt pretty good until I stood up. After steadying myself, I put on my robe and grabbed a fresh towel to t...
Dear Readers, Sorry the chapters are a little short. The last chapter or two should be longer. I'm almost finished with this segment. Enjoy, KemMyst ******* It was almost 10 when Harris heard voices and moved closer. A car had stopped by the side of one of the roads traversing their range. Three young male humans, laughing, smoking, smelling of ale, c...
"There is an imperative which commands a certain conduct immediately, without having as its condition any other purpose to be attained by it. This imperative is Categorical...this imperative may be called that of Morality." With this quotation from Emmanuel Kant, Gwen Frobisher ended her lecture on that philosopher – her first ever lecture for the Philosoph...
Yes, dear readers, today's My Birthday! Now, in case you're wondering just what to get Me for a Birthday present, read on for a few suggestions! The main reason I ask for these things is because, well, I'm a Dirty Old Man and a fucking Perverted one, at that! Another reason is because I'm going through a bit of withdrawal from my Birthday Weekend! Yeah, I...
A lot of brothers and sisters out there get uppity with other Black folk when they achieve a certain level of education and success. I'm happy to say that I am not that type of person, thanks in part to the influence of my lady love, Laila Jama. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous Somali lady who recently accepted my marriage proposal used to work as a security guar...
**Authors Note: Hey everyone again! I want to thank you all for taking the time to read my first chapter and writing helpful comments back to me. It really does mean a lot to me. Sorry, there isn't any sex in this chapter, and probably not even in the following one, but it is coming! Lol. I just don't want to rush the story. Enjoy! And please comment. I tire...
Disclaimer: This story is still part of the Marie's Senior Year series, but I have decided to release them as independent stories in order to avoid discouraging readers from checking out new installments. If you have never read a Marie story, feel free to start here or anywhere else. For those who like to read the series in order, this is part 7. * Marie s...