Harold Saint Preux is the name and sexual adventure is the nature of my game. I'm a big and tall black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston. I attend Northeastern University on an academic scholarship. I am twenty two years old. I'm currently in my third academic year at this school, studying business administration. Someday soon, I'll have my...
I'm so glad you're back! I have some news about my role with Miss Marsha. I am so tangled up with her now. She keeps pushing me to be like a woman. She inspects me every day after I've done my personal preparations for the day. I have to shave my whole body, every day! That takes a while because if I miss an area, she makes me go back and do it all over ag...
"I believe she has been left alone long enough," I whisper to Myself. I finish reading the paragraph, note My place with the bookmark (in the form of a silhouette of a tall woman seen in profile, one of her many small gifts to Me), and set the hardcover novel on the coffee table. I stand, stretch, and finally make My way to the bedroom. The carpet effectiv...
Beaver Jones was walking slowly towards the bank of the river Minge. She was a tall blonde assassin. With red lipstick, a fur coat, and a killer smile to die for. The people saw her as public enemy number 1. Her juices flowed from the de-industrialisation penis, swollen with the heady gains of a capitalist sweat-gland. It was a powerful symbol of the Soviet...
19 Sending a Message "Good afternoon, this is Bethany Carmichael for the Samantha Tannon Show, reporting from Harmon County here in the great state of Texas. The people of Harmon decided that talking about taking a stand against drugs was not enough when they discovered that their former sheriff, Rosa Ortiz, was selling drugs to their children. They decide...
It had been a long evening, when the phone finally stopped ringing he was knackered, He rolled a joint, poured a glass of wine and switched the laptop on. He had been late and she was off at a staff leaving party. Anyway he had the house to himself, he rolled a second spiff, poured another glass full and started a slideshow of porn on the computer, the haze...
It had been ages since Dave and Molly had been out on a date night, but for their anniversary, he wanted to do it right. He had gotten a recommendation about a small, quaint bistro that was slightly French-inspired, according to a buddy at work he trusted to know about finer things. Dave held the door open to let Molly walk in first, paining to remember al...
Last night following a sumptuous meal and several glasses of wine, I smoked a neatly rolled joint while laying on my bed listening to my latest CD, and tried to ease the pain that was my period. I'd swallowed some aspirin and knowing they wouldn't work for at least half an hour, I resorted to a quick, if not momentary fix, of a finger fuck. Naked underneath...
My ex wife and I spent most of one summer fucking in public and with other people watching. There is a secluded location near here that bi and gay men hang out and meet each other as well as get intimate. Some couples go there as well. The evening was a warm summer evening. My ex dressed in only my shirt, a short sleeve button up blue Arrow brand. She lef...
April's Amazing Day So, my story starts like most of us crossdressers, finding moms lingerie in the clothes hamper as a pre-teen and of course putting things on while getting those first feelings of excitement, sexiness, and that surge of adrenaline. Every day I became consumed with hoping against hope that when I arrived home, no one would be around so tha...