(Note:The following essay was meant as a curiosity, or even a joke. Certainly, I've yet to come across anything comparable that's been written. The reader should be forewarned that there is nothing the least bit erotic below, aside from the excerpts from "Friday Night"; if anything, in fact, these pages are likely to lessen your enjoyment of erotic stories....
"Farah? Where are you going?" My mother looked up from the earthen pot she was making while I donned my leather armor. I drew my machete, inspected its blade by the firelight and sheathed it, satisfied. "I'm going into the caves," I told her. "Haundi went in there two days ago, and no one has seen her. I'm going to find her." "You shouldn't do that," said...
Contrary to what you might have heard, the state of the affairs between Black men and Black women in North America is not deplorable. Don't believe everything the media tells you. They only choose to show negative images of us. I know Black guys and Black girls who are scholarship winners, outstanding achievers, gifted intellectuals and savvy businesspeople...
I was about two months away from my nineteenth birthday and resolved to the fact that I would be starting my freshman year as a virgin when one day, entirely to my surprise, my friend Jay asked when we were going to have sex. Until that moment I hadn't been entirely sure that he'd known that I was a girl. "What?" I asked, stopping in my tracks. He'd never...
15 years ago my ex girl friend Kelly taught me to love cum. I was a naughty married 40 year old and she was an experienced 47-year-old whore. I knew when we started dating that she was a slut and didn't bother me, it actually added to the excitement. One night I arrived at her home around 9pm. I let myself in her house and met her in the bedroom where she w...
This is a new story which I have posted elsewhere too. I hope you enjoy it but if bodily functions aren't your thing you may prefer to give it a miss. ***** It was twenty past eleven on a Sunday morning. Anne closed the churchyard gate behind her, content that whatever people thought of her, she'd at least done her duty. Being the rector's wife wasn't easy...
Uncle Bartholomew, my true friend as his name means, has been gone a year and I have finally brought myself to pack up his belongings. Barth and I were friends, confidantes, and lovers. I know some think an uncle and a niece could not be lovers but Barth was my mother's stepbrother and there was no real blood relation, so we never thought our love was taboo....
I was 21 years old and just passed my driving test and had just recently been employed at the local KFC as a part time job. Things were looking up I seemed to get on with my work colleagues all accept one a man called Michael. Now Michael was 24 and hated everything and everyone and would often tell people about his opinion on how much better he was then e...
Benjamin carefully stepped towards the back of a rented canoe while Isabella sat on the bow to keep it steady. On the other side of the breakwater and a little bit upstream of the canoe, he could see Lock 7. The water cascaded violently over the dam and down the 27 foot drop. Once Benjamin was seated in the stern, Isabella stood up. The shift in weight eleva...
Part 1 – Japan As Master Kato was seated in the gardens of his new home about an hour's drive out of Tokyo, relaxing and reading a few magazines and papers, near the little bridge over the koi pond in his garden, he heard a young female voice calling to him. At least, it appeared to be him, from the road on the other side of the hedges. It was only about on...