Well when I got there I didn't think the party would turn out to be anywhere near as much fun as it ended up becoming. John, my friend in university, had invited me to his house as they were having an end of season bash. I should explain, John was captain of the university rugby team and I am one of the campus cheerleading squad. I think, to be honest, he d...
"That was a great try. Dunno how yer run that fast at your age?" Pete? Pete!" "Oh sorry George. What were you saying?" "Why do you keep looking at your phone? Who's texting you?" "Sorry mate. It's just this woman I met ... on line?" George's ears prick up. "Oh .. are you seeing her?" "Not yet, but I hope to get the chance. She's gorgeous. We've been c...
Stories in this contest can be based around any winter holiday, or even just end-of-the-year festive nostalgia and atmosphere. This story could be in any of a number of categories. As the sun sets in the west, this is a love story, so I chose this category. Fair warning. My proofreader, always bubbly and cheerful, simply replied 'Damn you, I cried!' Pleas...
Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client's offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily's husband Chris was waiting for her back home in Londo...
"(This is my first story. I am thinking about a series about D. Let me know if you like) Introduction to D and Marsha My name is D. I am a 45-year-old woman who was widowed two years ago. I have been a grammar school teacher with the same school for 20 years when husband and I moved into a small home close to the school. I am a natural blonde with a soft...
Author's note: By popular demand, a follow-up to The Waif and The Wall. I've tried capturing the tone of the original and add some spice. Let me know what you think and if I succeeded by voting and leaving a comment. ~~~~ Morning. My arm looked massive curled around Beth's tiny frame as we cuddled in her bed. She wriggled. "Mmmm... I like you holding me....
The name is Karl Guillaume. I'm a young Haitian man living near the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Life for black folks in America is tough but some of us do have it good. I'm happy to say that I am one of the lucky few. I am thankful for being the son of James Guillaume, one of the most prominent Haitian-American lawyers and politicians in the state of Mass...
Hello, there. My name is Julius James Kamel. I'm a young black man from the great city of Boston. Currently, I'm hanging out in my dormitory with two special lady friends of mine. We're all students from the same college. Like many college students who hang out all the time, we've bonded. Since last year, I've been a student at the Massachusetts Central Coll...
My name is Cathy Anne Morgan. I'm a young black woman living in the city of Chicago, Illinois. I currently attend the Chicago Institute of Technology, a four-year private college. Yeah, my college days were turning out alright. Better than I expected, in fact. I'm having the time of my life! I found myself going out and most importantly getting laid a lot mo...
Tom and Charles had been best friends since they were 9. They had met playing for the same school rugby team. Through this, they spent a lot of time together and formed a bond that had lasted. They both left primary school and joined the same secondary school, which happened to be a boarding school. There, again they were both accomplished players and so spe...