Where I am from you rarely saw those of white and black races mix. As a teen my attraction to white boys only went as far as their physical appearance. There was no interest to be with one intimately, however. I have gotten older, though, and my tastes in men have changed. My views on mixed relationships become more open and acceptable. Especially when I met...
Danielle jumped as she heard a knock at the front door. She wrapped a towel around herself, smiling slightly at the thought of how clichéd the moment when she answered the door would be. Well, it wasn’t her fault that people came over when she’d just woken up! Even if her time of ‘just waking up’ so happened to be three o’ clock in the afternoon, she thought...
Mark and Chris Ch. 2: Chris' Prom Experience After Mark and Cassie jumped into Mark's Camaro and roared off, Chris and Rebecca stood on the curb and kissed hot and intimately for a while before doing anything. He didn't like the dress, since it made it hard to feel her tits, but he could cup her ass and grope it. Finally she broke the kiss, pushed him back...
THE LEGEND: With enduring legends there is more than one version and there are claims that each version is the correct one. The cartoon 'Kilroy was here' emerged as a symbol of a super hero for US troops during World War 11. Whenever military personnel arrived in a sticky situation they would find, so it was said, that Kilroy had already been there, paving t...
If you are looking for sexual content in this first chapter, I suggest you read it as a preamble for the next chapter when we truly meet... I had always hated these singles events; I have been divorced for over three years now and haven't had any luck at finding a girlfriend, let alone a life companion. That is what I felt in my life – a void left by the tr...
I had been driving since two in the morning and just wanted to get some sleep. I stopped in Crossville, Tennessee to find a hotel room. No reservations, and there was a naturists' convention in town, so every hotel was booked to capacity. If the President of the United States had come to visit, he would not have been able to get a room. So, what chance did I...
Author's note: My previous stories were inspired by a modicum of truth, but this one is wholly fictional. Never, in my entire life, have I lived in an apartment building (except once, briefly, in Ohio). * * * * * "Ve are de Yohnsons," the tall Viking roared as he and his tiny wife stood in our apartment doorway. "Ve liff yust upstairs!" he added. My bewi...
Mr. Tantrick sticks his head into the classroom. "Maria?" She looks up from desk, a little nervous at the intrusion. "Yes sir?" "As soon as your class lets out please stop by my office, I'd like to talk to you about some of your recent schoolwork." "Yes Mr. Tantrick," Maria replies, swallowing. Oh my god, she thinks to herself, what did I do now? Class...
I meet her at the terminal, giddy at the prospect of what's to come. We've talked for months online, cybering until the sun came up in both our time zones, or on the phone, deafening each other with moans of ecstacy and anguished longing for the fantasy to be real. And yet there's always been this reservation neither has spoken, this fear kept hidden in the...
She stepped from the train, and hurried to the station's bathroom. Checking herself in the mirror, she took some deep breaths, and tried to tidy her wild hair. "You can do this!" she told her reflection. She left the train station and made her way to a nearby park, full of nervous excitement. That morning she had woken with the urge to do something differe...