I had been fucking my beautiful black goddess Yolanda for about three months when our relationship suddenly took an unusual turn. Even though we were primarily fuck partners, Yolanda and I soon became what I would call very good friends. While catching our breath between our intense sucking and fucking, we would talk about work, family, sex, all kinds of t...
Plans are set, and Lyden is ready to strike out to remove his curse. Muramasa might have other things to say about that, however, as the two pit their wills against each other. Can Lyden hold out long enough to find Masamune, or will Muramasa change him forever? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 22 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =...
Mason sat in the corner of the Student Center with a cup of regular coffee and two week's worth of reading to finish before his history mid-term tomorrow. He needed the constant distraction to stay focused. Silence never suited him. He abhorred libraries and he struggled with the silence of test taking. Sipping his coffee, he devoured page after page of his...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
On the way home from Boundless Waves on Friday evening, Anne was sitting next to Denise on the train. They were alone in that part of the carriage. She turned to Denise and thanked her, saying, "You made a big difference to the outcome, first by setting up and running the computers, then by making sure I wasn't disturbed by 'support calls' from Ken and Sid....
Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. This is based on a true story. * Kay Stiles inserted herself into my life the first week of sophomore year. A petite blond ex-high school cheerleader/gymnast with huge baby blue eyes and large toothy smile, she abandoned sports at university to join the geek world by choosing an acco...
This story is a continuation from, "A Weekend With Ginger and Eric Ch2". Thank you very much to Shygirlwhore for her help editing. ***** We had a square dance weekend planned in Baker City March twelfth. We'd had it planned for a long time, to go with our square dance friends, Jim and Joan. We'd made hotel reservations at the Best Western a month earlier...
Rory stood outside the large storeroom at the docks, listening intently to the men speaking on the other side of the door. All were speaking Spanish, not a problem really, she could fluently speak the language, but it was what they were saying that made her flesh crawl. Drug shipment, a huge one worth millions of dollars that four men had already died over...
How should I begin this tale? Okay, first let me allow you to understand. Truth is not pornography that most of us see while we are growing up either in a magazine or in a raunchy DVD somewhere. Sex is never like in the movies. Clumsy things happen, like the center console hurting your man's knee or the gear shift pushes hard into your ass cheek. The gear sh...
I had been called to meet my boss for a business conference in Scottsdale and had quickly packed and made my way to the airport. The plane had leveled off and now there was just the constant drone of the engines and the air blowing down from the overhead vent. I leaned back and closed my eyes. It was at times like this that I liked to reminisce. My life had...