My name is Wanda Philogene, and I'm a Haitian woman living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. For four years I was married to this tall, handsome African-American guy named Roger Stephens, and had two daughters by him, Amelia and Nicole. Roger and I met while studying at Bridgewater State University, and fell in love. I thought we would be together fore...
It was odd she didn't want to see the game at the stadium since they were going to be in Paris. When he suggested a bar where they could watch it she declined that as well. She then said they should watch it at her ex-boyfriend's apartment. "Have you been drinking?" He asked because if this was the Parisian ex-boyfriend Jean she always referenced his as The...
I wake. Hannah's back is toward me, the serpent tattoo nestling between her shoulder blades. I run my fingertips down her spine. Her skin is chill. My fingers tremble at the memory of yesterday. I pull the heavy coverlet up to warm her. My darling. An icy blast tickles my neck. I drop the cover. Leap naked from the bed and go over to the window. It stands...
This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material and descriptions of explicit sex. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are fragments from the depths of my Apperceptive Mass and have no basis in fact. I was having great erotic dream, young again petting at the drive-in with a cheer leader from my high...
Not all my sexual adventures have been fun. In fact, some have been downright unpleasant. For instance, I just was passed on the way home from the post office by a woman speeding in an old burgundy Town Car, acting like she had to get home before her husband called, or something, and I was instantly reminded of my brief but painful affair with Bobby Abrams....
We were in a strip joint in Juarez, across the bridge from El Paso. I was sitting with my buddies from Fort Bliss, doing what GI's do in Juarez: eat hot food, get laid in whore houses, and bitch about the Army over beers. We went to strip clubs and got shit-faced before buying pussy. It helps to be high when you shop for whores. The MC introduced the next s...
Dear Jay - I finally did it. I agreed to have sex with a man I met online. I wanted to share all the details of my first soiree in to the world of S & M with you. We were supposed to meet at the hotel at 1 pm. He called me earlier to tell me his flight was delayed, but that he'd still be there on time. I, on the other hand, was running late, and knew that...
Stephanie was throwing a party for Danielle's birthday. There was about 50 people there, and a good dj. They made sure he only played punk, ska, and hard rock. They partied until around 1:00, and decided to kick everyone out. The plan was that Danielle was to sleep over after the party. So, they cleaned up, and went to Elena's room. They got dressed into the...
"OK, OK, we can do it but not until you put a rubber on." She knows I hate wearing one but she doesn't like the 'mess' I leave inside her when I go bareback. She lay there watching me with her legs splayed and her finger rubbing her clitoris. It was so exciting watching her I was afraid I might cum even before I could get inside her. She stopped me before I...
Nancy could still hear the water running. She tentatively pushed open the bathroom door, pausing in the doorway to admire the faint silhouette of Graham's naked body behind the shower curtain. After a few moments of watching him lather himself, Nancy asked, "Graham?" Graham paused and turned to face her; Nancy was thankful that the shower curtain wasn't...