I had the experience of my life a couple of weeks back which I like to share with you. I work in the centre of London and as was the norm for a Friday night I was out with my colleagues for a drink after work. We normally went to a bar just round the corner from our office, but this time decided to venture further afield. I'd never been to this place before...
Standing atop the Empire State Building in New York City, a six-foot-tall, athletically built and handsome African-American man in his late thirties stood perfectly still, gazing thoughtfully at the vast metropolis. Anyone looking at him would see a tall, ruggedly handsome Black gentleman with chocolate skin, short Black hair cut into a style called a bald f...
The sun was streaming through the bedroom window, another fine day beckoned as I awoke. My companion moved and got out of bed, reminding me that I was not alone. I recalled the delights of the previous evening and wondered what the morning would bring, I opened my eyes in time to see her disappear into the bathroom. The sound of her peeing gave me the sudden...
It takes a special kind of crazy to be a Starfleet fighter pilot. When a direct hit from a starship's phaser or disruptor banks can kill you in one shot, things can get insane in a hurry. Lieutenant Jason MacKenzie was that kind of crazy, which was the main reason he earned the callsign "Friday". He seemed to have no fear of anything. His former academy in...
She sat at the table. She had entered, scanning the patio, looking not only for a vaguely familiar face, but for where she should sit if she did not find him. And, secretly, she also looked for exits, though this thought she kept quiet even from herself. She didn't see him. She reminded herself to stand tall, imagined a thread from the top of her head pull...
Chapter Two: Monday Afternoon The rest of Margaret's weekend passed uneventfully. The highlight had certainly been the Friday evening she had spent with Josh. Whatever she was doing, she found her thoughts drifting back to him; from his confident manner at the computer, to his boyish uncertainty in all things social; except for that dance. He had seemed rea...
Part 1 Jimmy had been servicing the needs and desires of Miss Pringle, the library manager, for nearly a month. Even after all this time and hundreds of ejaculations into her various orifices, Miss Pringle was still never familiar with him but always very stern and bossy. After he'd done her most perverted demands she would revert back to form within second...
Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I'm 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a l...
I. The sun shone through the shear curtains, dimly lighting the bedroom. Shandra lain draped across Nicholas' strong body with her left arm on his chest and her left leg between his legs as he slept on his back. His arm was beneath her head and she nuzzled into his neck, breathing lightly. A bird flew cross the window and its shadow fluttered over Shandra's...
"Please, not here", I sobbed. My blonde hair falling across my eyes as my shoulders shook. His eyelids heavy, bored, watching me in silence. He knew I would. I had no choice. "Not here. These people know me. They know my family." Pleading, tears in my eyes. No answer. He just lifted the napkin from his lap, leaned back a bit in the booth. Those eyes crushing...