As Darla lay there on the muddy ground, the aftereffects of her climax soon waned. However, as the sun beat down upon Darla's white body, she closed her eyes for several minutes, until suddenly she heard a rustling coming from the bush. Suddenly, as she sensed the presence of another, the sun above her was blocked out, as Darla opened her eyes and then looke...
Anal Sex with Stranger on a Train 1 On the way home from work, a man anally molests a stranger on a crowded commuter train. Having been riding this train for years, Peter rode this commuter train every day, twice a day to and from work home. In all the years, never has he ever seen the train as crowded. With nowhere to put them, the train was so crowded...
"Bon jour, monsieur! Did you know that we've literally been having sex in some form all night long? I don't think that you fell asleep at all. Then again, you're an angel now. You don't require sleep anymore, trust me. I think that you should know that you can now stretch your wings whenever you wish, but I wouldn't that in public, of course. People wouldn't...
Nadine’s Mission #1 This is Story One in the Nadine Jansen, Agent 48EE series. I should have Part 2 done by Sunday. This is a celebrity parody, intended to spoof live persons without inferring, intimating, or representing those person(s) views, sexuality, or activities as actual. Nadine walked into her supervising agent's office ready for her first missio...
"The weird norms of Gallic relationship etiquette had kicked me out of a very comfortable arrangement, but Henri had not totally abandoned me to the wolves, bless his heart. Soon afterwards, I became aware of some phone calls he had made when I was contacted by a certain Madame W, I'll call her. "Mdm. W asked me if I was interested in meeting her and her h...
I don't tell these stories because I'm proud of them. I only tell you these stories because I find them amusing, and maybe you will too. Moving to my small town could very well have been the worse move I've ever made in my life. Living amongst the Stepford Wives and mini vans isn't really my cup of tea. The only tea I like happens to be Long Island Iced Te...
The name is Damon Edwards. A tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I'm surrounded by the fakest people on the planet. They're everywhere I go. At the library. At school. At church. At the Westgate Mall. Like I said, they're everywhere I go. Must be something in the water or something. As a brother who's keeping...
My name is Lucien Shay. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life just couldn't be better. Everybody is whining about The Recession but I'm doing alright. In May 2008, I earned my bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice from UMass-Boston. And I got hired by the Boston Metropolita...
We met Mat and Linsay at a house party. "Lookey-Loos," warned our friend Denise. They were sort of clinging to each other, a little scared, a little excited off in a corner. They were too young for the crowd. She couldn't have been thirty. Most of the people milling about the swinger house party were over forty, some were in their fifties. Linda had been in...
CHAPTER ONE "CITY ON THE EDGE" Evening creeps in as the sun has long set behind the tall and obstructing buildings surrounding Angel as she walks pass the dive bars, strip clubs and other sleazy places of Capri Avenue. Being an attractive blond woman in her twenties, Angel maintains a cool and calm demeanor as she continues her pace to the safe confine...