As I sat on my couch one evening watching that scathing documentary, "Mascara – Beauty Aid or Government Cover-up?", I noticed my dog doing what dogs do. By now, everyone has heard that old saw – "Why do dogs lick their balls? Because they CAN!". While I admired his dexterity, it led me to wonder what if..... it's amazing how many of my 'what ifs' are center...
The wild look in her eyes absolutely thrilled me as I leaned in to kiss her. Everyone around us stopped and stared. Yes, that's me. A tall, dark-skinned and strongly built young Black man kissing a hijab-wearing, hazel-eyed Arab woman in a long-sleeved aquamarine T-shirt featuring Jay-Z and tight blue jeans. I looked into Atifah's eyes and smiled. She smiled...
Wanted: A writer needing to have an Alaskan adventure Continued, revised, and rewritten from Chapter 01: As soon as he ejaculated his load of warm, oozy cum in my mouth, he said the words that I had been waiting to hear. "I love you," he said. As if I misheard him or as if I imagined him saying those words in my sleep, I stopped sucking his cock to liste...
'Twas a time of kings, Kind Edward IV, Richard III, Henry VII, and the self-professed King William. Happy that Henry was finally home with her, Emma looked forward to having a good night's sleep. It's been a long time since she's slept through the night without waking up screaming. She hoped that she wouldn't have the disturbing dreams, horrible nightmares,...
After the orgy at the strip club, Kaley ushered me and four of the girls into a large SUV and spirited us away to her Dubois Estate, a former anti bellum plantation mansion she purchased in the mid 1700's when the ring called her to the new world from Paris. The Estate was massive from her description, and she had been renovating the 10,000 acre grounds for...
Carol Duncan sighed heavily as she carried the large load of dirty clothes from their bedroom to their apartment's downstairs laundry room. Art was away playing tennis somewhere again, the second day in a row, forcing her to spend yet another weekend alone. This wasn't the way she'd imagined it when they talked of how happy they'd be once they were married a...
Original story: Scipio (Scipio555) Continued: RogueAlan Chapter 16 Interlude Some people believe in ghosts and spirits and psychic powers. Sharon had never really considered it. Sure, she had listened to ghost stories friends told. She had enjoyed scary movies with Chris until the kids had come along. And nights he had been away working, there had been tim...
Alright, I can finally admit it to myself. I am a Muslim. I used to be one of those people who felt a strong dislike of Muslims, until I fell in love with one. It's funny how these things happen, huh? My name is Solomon Kingsley Henderson, although many of my friends have taken to calling me "King Suleiman" in recent times. It's my Muslim name, though it's n...
Eyes closed, Jezreal rested, allowing the scent of jasmine and hyacinth to enter her being. Running her hands over the smooth flesh of her breasts, the priestess allowed herself a moment of vanity. Even with an invading army camped at the city gates, her people had been unable to tear their eyes away from her body during today's assembly. The tall, willowy...
Jim and Ella were finishing up their early morning sex. It was a little cozy and a lot perfunctory. Jim held her tight, went into the short rows, grunted and let it happen. Ella hugged him, gave him a sweet (but not passionate) kiss, and waited for him to roll off. They had been married a little over twenty years. "I wish it meant more to you darling," Jim...