Where is she? Bob wondered, for the hundredth time that night. He perched, bored and dejected in front of his computer, idly going through porn sites, occasionally typing one-handed, but just taking up time. Someone had once found that married men masturbated more than single ones did, but that didn't make it any the less lonely. His wife, Jennifer, was out...
I blow out a huge exhausted breath as I pull my car into my driveway, glad to finally be done with my shopping. "Ahhh," I sigh, back to the welcoming security of my home. I hit the button opening the garage door while fumbling to get hold of my bags and purse. Exiting my car I walk through the garage toward the inside door of my house. I quickly push the b...
After Amie had unprotected sex with the two young black thugs at the lake we were faced with the possibility that she had gotten pregnant by one of them. She was on no birth control whatsoever as we had been trying to have a baby and the fact she had received multiple loads from them deep inside her just increased the possibility. I was also freaked out by t...
Some readers have already made up their minds that Lynette's husband Jerry is going to 'wimp out', and grovel to get her to come back so he can become a voyeur and watch her continue to cheat. The tendencies some of you believe I have to wimp out may not necessarily apply in this case though. Not everything turns out the way we think or even hope it should...
The wind was blowing fiercely and the snow was quite deep. Everything had been cancelled, schools, government offices were closed even many of the local churches had given worshipers a day off using the rationale that, "God wouldn't want you to risk your life in this weather just to worship him." It made perfect sense. So, what to do? The kids were home and...
In this story the career of one of Hollywood's greatest sexy symbols has a fictional encounter with that staple of vintage Hollywood auditioning techniques, the casting couch.... * Fred Stern was not a happy man. Sitting at his solid oak desk all he could see strewn in front of him were reports, memos, budget forecasts and contracts for current productions...
"I like these quiet nights, Sara." I said as I pushed the tape into the VCR. "Me, too, Mike. It's just that we just don't seem to get enough of them, lately," she complained, as we settled into comfortable spots on the couch. "I know, honey, but next month's schedule looks lighter and we should have more times like these," I said, grabbing the remote to ge...
Lesson 1: Beth A will admit that I was more than a bit naïve for the longest portion of my life. I now see that as a teenager I had many opportunities to get laid but never recognized the invitations for what they were. The first sexual experience was not even my doing. A girl named Beth, known for her outrageous behavior, gave me a hand job in a movie th...
My name is Andrew Bagnon. I'm a big and tall young Black man of mixed Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My father Guillaume Bagnon is white, originally from the town of Montreal, Province of Quebec. My mother Elisabeth Robert Bagnon is Black, originally from the region of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Hai...
One quiet afternoon, Peter and Susan sat trying to figure out what to do that evening. Peter had his heart set on working on his website, while Susan was leaning towards a quilting session. However, Susan was feeling kind of adventurous, so she asked Peter if he wanted to go out to eat. Peter seemed reluctant, so Susan offered to wear her new sexy one-should...