Blue Jenkins worked as a field hand on Hank Leone's farm in Northeast Louisiana. He was a slave. Now in his late-twenties, Blue had been purchased from the Jenkins Farm for a nominal sum two decades back and retained the Jenkins' family name. Blue was tall, muscular, possessed of a pleasing cinnamon complexion, a dazzling smile and a square jaw. He had a hai...
It was during the spring of 2001 when my cousin, Dave, asked me to be the best man at his wedding. He was an only child and we also grew up as good friends. The wedding was to be in a small town in New Hampshire, where his wife-to-be, Katie, was from. The locale was so rural, that the small chain motel had no rooms left so Dave got me the keys to Katie's Unc...
Rick had bought a 52" Hi Def LCD TV for the game. He had invited a bunch of his buddies to watch the game at our place. I was to look after serving the guys refreshments. I had got an outfit from Greta resembling a Steelers's cheerleader but much more revealing. I was to be their Superbowl Whore. The "guest list" was all guys I knew and was comfortable w...
The next day she woke up sore and smiling. She stretched, letting out that morning sigh and then realized it was back to reality. She had to pack and head to the airport. She showered and shaved, too exhausted and tender from last night to even think about masturbating. She walked through the hotel lobby to catch a taxi to the airport and she saw him acr...
The first ski trip with the ex had gone as well as could be expected. I had asked Tina to come along so there was another set of eyes on our daughter, Zaida. It had been her first time skiing, and I'm not that great of a skier, so I was worried about losing her on the mountain. There hadn't been any squabbles, and just a couple of tense moments. Fast forwa...
I got up from the bed and suggested I take some photos of Penny to send to James later. She agreed and I took her in various poses on the bed. First a few of her showing her curvaceous body, then a few close-ups of her shaved pussy, showing how aroused she was from her orgasm, some of her with her fingers in her pussy and then a few of her on all fours fac...
It was the 2nd Wednesday of the month which can only mean one thing...it's our "date night". After 17 years of marriage its fair to say that things had become stale. Actually things were stale 10 years ago and despite many attempts to bring a little spontaneity into our lives, I've resigned myself to being married to my companion rather than my lover. Claire...
(After reading for many years, this is my first story) At 35 years old, I found myself divorced and living in a small, studio apartment in the basement of an elderly woman's home. I was remarkably happy considering I had left a very large home with all the amenities behind to live in a space smaller than the man cave I once enjoyed. I have to say, I was imp...
Marge didn't have to wait long at the unemployment office. She had made an appointment to meet with a man named John McBride about getting a new job. She had majored in accounting, but didn't have any relevant experience in accounting. Marge's old job was wearing her out. She was on her feet all day. She needed special shoes with arch support. She was sitt...
When I went in for my massage I wasn't sure what to expect since the previous session had some pretty sexy conversations. We had talked about all kinds of different sexual desires: group sex, bondage, and assorted kinks. I stripped down to my panties, climbed up on the massage table, and he started massaging my shoulders and back. Our conversation was very...