You are Timothy Reyes, but you always prefer "Tim" or "Reyes" for short. You are a 20 year old male with thick black hair, brown eyes, brown skin, fairly solid build standing at 6ft 2. Tim is on his new phone already dowloading an A.I. assistant and updating software "Uuugh. I just got this phone why is this taking so long?" Nor...
The sound of Lynn's heels echoed as she made her way through the lobby. She waved good-bye to the security guard at the front desk and then exited the building. As she swung the glass doors open, she was greeted by the pleasant evening air. After spending a whole day cooped up in the office, it felt nice to be out in the fresh air once again. The clouds we...
A fantasy by Julie Van and Curt B. with later chapters to come from Wunderboi. The small town of Hawksville on the Eastern Seaboard is the new home to Rhino Industries, owned and operated by black African Americans who become indispensable to the local white wives. A trend you can see developing all over the news and even in advertising. Enjoy ****** Chap...
This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...
Susan comes home late after a showing a house to a new client. As soon as she walks in, I can tell she is frustrated by the way she throws down her purse and kicks off her pumps. "Oh god, that last one was such as asshole," she sighs. "Tough day?" I ask her. I'm in the kitchen, steaming vegetables and grilling a fish, and she walks over and pecks me on the...
Many thanks to chilleywilley for his kind comments and for the editing of this story. * These events happened when I had been living together for three years with a very handsome 28 years old nurse. I'm a 31 years old guy by name Leif Eriksson, same name as the Viking who said to be in America (Vinland) 500 years before Columbus. My pretty girlfriend's na...
I met Sarah in Portland Chat—big surprise there—in late winter 1999. The Internet is the easiest way to meet people. "Does anyone want to talk on the phone?" she asked the room. Bored and a little lonely, I Instant Messaged her. We began chatting. She emailed me her picture. She was chubby and cute. I gave her my phone number, and five minutes later we were...
This is one of my older stories, but hopefully it's still enjoyable. It was written for the following prompt: "'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it." Well she liked it alright, so much that she couldn't stop playing with it, so she put a ring on it; her lover's clit, to be exact. Now, through use of a remote control app on her phone,...
She laid on the bed, her naked body still echoed and radiated small whispers of steam. The warmth of her shower still clung to her pale skin causing it to turn into a slight cherry red. Like a warm summer rose her petal skin shimmered as she laid upon the silk blanket that covered her large double bed. Her dark hair, still moist at the tip, neatly fanned out...
Brooks needed to stay detached. He had to keep busy. If he let his mind focus on the fact that his world was crumbling for even a second he was wasting time that could be spent finding Helena. He stood in the middle of the bar, a group of Betas were tearing the place apart searching for the phone Helena had been using. "What if Helena still has the phone o...