Trey and I were close friends and neighbors but experienced high school on opposite sides of the spectrum. I was that timid kid gliding through the hallways in the ghostliest manner possible. As calculated as Solid Snake in order to avoid confrontation. I kept my pimply forehead down in my studies. Girls, and parties were nothing but a fantasy. For Trey girl...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** I poured myself a coffee and went to sit for a few minutes. Alan was watching his usual Saturday morning soccer games and I realized that attempting conversation...
It had been an arduous and busy week. Hagen lay in the semi-darkness on his Le Corbusier chaise longue and relaxed with a glass of Scottish "water of life". Most of the living room was shrouded in shadow, with only a small area in front of the fireplace lit by the flickering flames, and there, right in the middle of his field of vision, he had placed Helena....
Patiently Imam Ahmed Al-Sharif did his evening prayers inside the Mosque in southern Ottawa, Ontario. The older Black man knelt on the carpet and said a prayer to Allah. Beside him, several men and a couple of women prayed. This was a sight which would have shocked many in the Muslim world because men and women weren't supposed to pray in the same area accor...
Maryland's Heritage Introduction: This is being written in response to something an anonymous commenter included regarding my story titled "Wife Gets What She wants'. He said he had friends who all referred to Maryland as a 'Yankee State'. I wanted to address that remark. Well I am a Yankee in the 'American' sense, but I'm not precisely a Yankee, and nei...
Intro: Few days have passed since Julia returned to school in D.C. Past few days were hell for Julia since D.C was one of the areas that full clothing ban for whites was not in effect entirely and she was one of the only ones fully naked coming from a whole clothing ban states. Now the few days have passed, and in-processing/school is about to begin. How wil...
This is part of an ongoing story featuring BiW cuckoldry as a central theme. If you find this them offensive stop reading. * I arrived at the address where I had been instructed for the meeting. Randy (my wife's Black lover) had been insistent that this group of cuckolded husbands could help me deal with my situation. Somehow he just knew that my feelings...
Taylor sat on a beanbag in the middle of the dimly lit apartment. The place smelled strongly of marijuana and a cloud still hovered in the air. She impatiently huffed and crossed her long slender legs. Her cowboy boot bobbed anxiously. She combed her fingers through her curly blonde strands, which hung just above her thin shoulders, and checked her watch. A...
My thanks go out to my volunteer editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His help has improved it greatly. All errors remain mine. Nearly a month after they left for Florida the small group met two Spanish men. Margarita translated for Roger and conversed with them on her own as well. She told Roger they were from St. Augustine. The men knew s...
Synopsis: Keeping his new bride, a hopeless but happy nymphomaniac, satisfied is a full time job for her harried husband. Candice can't help herself as she seduces and is seduced by everyone in the neighborhood as well as her coworkers, and discovers that many of her new conquests are as kinky in their own way as she is. * Yes, I knew what I was getting wh...