"Baby, are you sure this is the place?" Eve squealed a bit too loudly, her voice both high-pitched and thick from the third Cosmopolitan. "This looks so, I don't know; fancy-shmancy for a full on mix-it-up ladyboy bar. I know, I know, this is South Beach and everything here is la-de-da, but still, I thought it'd be more of a dive." She leaned deep into the f...
Thanks for all the comments and support that I've recieved. Sorry this one's taken so long. Chapter 3 is already on the way. Special thanks to Nursey who wrote and edited this one with me. Some guys are lucky, others are luckier, I'm the luckiest guy of all 'cos I've got Nursey! If you're as into porn as we are why not mail us with suggestions as to who Da...
Nina is a very attractive long legged blonde. Her body has always exhibited a unique sexiness. Her face is so erotic looking with a shorter hair style. She looks awesome in short dresses, and I have always fantasized about her from the first time I was introduced. Nina looks a lot like the star of Madam Secretary. Her legs are very shapely, her breasts perfe...
Readers comments and critiques are greatly appreciated. The crisp sound of hard soled uniform shoes clacked on the linoleum tiled floor of Ridgeview High school. Sergeant Kendrick Tyler, portfolio in hand, strode down the cool hall. Cutting an impressive figure, Kendrick wore his Class B uniform, tailored blue and black, dress shoes polished to a high sheen...
What does a lesbian look like? In most people's minds, when they envision a lesbian, they think of a short-haired, masculine white chick in a flannel shirt. The prototypical butch lesbian citizen of Western society. Well, I am a lesbian and I definitely don't look like that. My name is Fatouma Aden, and I'm a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of O...
Hey Everyone! So, I know a lot of you are mad, but the book is already out. This is just a revision, because my teacher encouraged me to do it and she was right. I'm adding a couple pages to the book, fixing some errors and what not. Anyway, if you're new, thanks for reading, if you are a returner, please don't hate me. I'm just a perfectionist and finishi...
HUMANITY 2.0 YEAR 009, DAY 014 There was something wicked-fun about having sex in the great outdoors – at least then, people didn't normally do that. I sat cross-legged, bare-chested and leaning back onto my spread palms, on the blanket Nina had set up on the secluded Venezuelan beach – staring at her as she slipped off first her tied-off shirt and then th...
The next morning, a Sunday, found Nina in the kitchen, working a bit frenetically on a bacon-and-eggs breakfast. She had climbed over a dozing Patrick to come downstairs in nothing but her nightgown, and as she banged pots, pans, and skillets around she didn't hear another person enter the kitchen while her back was turned. "Hi, Nina," Amelia said quietly....
Nina dragged into work several minutes late. Her tardiness was not the first thing her co-worker Teresa Schuster noticed about her. Teresa had been a friend of many years' standing, and she had been invaluable in helping Nina through the trauma of her divorce. She was several years older than Nina, edging toward forty, and had been happily (or at least sat...
You know that old cartoon where a cat gets scared, and it jumps up and gets its claws stuck in the ceiling? Well, it's a good thing I wasn't in felinthro form when I heard that, or I probably would have done the same thing[m/] and the ceiling probably wasn't strong enough to support my weight. "W- why does the sergeant want to talk to me?" I asked, trying...