This is my first submission. Hopefully you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. It is one part fiction and one part true. Hopefully the fiction becomes true, and this becomes autobiographical. :) Special thanks to MaximusTheMad for editing this for me. ***** Kiki and I married young, had kids young, and amazingly were able to retire young. W...
Awaking the next morning, I felt like I was in heaven. Gabrielle was snuggled up to my chest, her feminine arms wrapped tightly around mine. I stroked her cheek with my free hand and smile as she mumbled in her sleep, something about me and shampoo. I chuckle softly as I hear this before sliding my hand down her back and over her smooth ass. She moans sof...
He glanced at his clock when he saw her knocking on the door. He had told her to be there at eight; it was 7:57. He chuckled to himself, then turned and headed the opposite way. It was cold outside, but not too cold, and she could last another few minutes. He would pretend that he hadn't seen or heard her, arguing she was late, and that would jump start the...
After a long and difficult divorce I moved to another state and started a new job in a large office building. I was rather depressed and confused but still very sexually charged. Most evenings I would have a few drinks, watch porn and fuck my hand. If I had enough to drink I would lick up my cum and finger fuck my virgin ass hole. After several weeks at...
While I listened to the sounds of the shower my wife Karen was taking in the bathroom I lay on the bed playing with myself. I was waiting. Why does Karen take so long coming to bed? She takes her time because she knows I am lying here waiting. Karen is a tease. The thought of the water running over her breasts and streaming down into the dark curls between h...
Yet another wintry sky blotted the horizon and made the thought of taking ageing bones along with a younger woman's mind to the South Seas. Malaria? Crocodiles? Oh dear. The Hawaii Hilton perhaps and don't go outdoors except to ride in a cab to a restaurant for a lonely meal or brighten the day for the eighth day running by trolling through Ala Moana Cent...
I was half sitting, half laying at a small table in a darken corner of a bar. I was in a drunken stupor and had been since I had buried my young wife, Gale and our child. They were a victim of a head on crash with a drunken driver. No one had survived and I could see no reason for me to carry on. On that fateful day I had lost everything that meant anything...
This is a continuation of "Steam Room Slut". After our adventures at the massage parlor Lisa and I were relaxed and ready for anything. The two friends that had enjoyed Lisa in the steam room told us where they were planning on partying later that night and that's where we were headed, right after we stopped by our house for Lisa to change into her club clo...
Chapter Sixteen Total Breakdown Pablo Robles tapped his fingers on the kitchen table. He'd been somewhat enjoying a half-assed cup of coffee, because that's the best he could manage to make on his own, when his wife Lorena stalked into the small room. She leaned against the counter with her arms crossed, and started scalding him with her malicious, guilt-t...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Colleen Dickinson, a biracial woman of Jamaican and European descent living in Ontario, Canada. I'm five feet nine inches tall and curvy, light-skinned and sexy, with an angelic face, a thick body, and a fine round ass. Lately I've been exploring the world of BDSM. While most dominant Black women in BDSM seem to cater t...