Jenny was 40 years old and still single. She was black or rather brown. She had light skin probably a gift from some ancestor being raped by their slave master back in the day. She didn't inherit the hair that usually comes with it, soft and curly but instead had a head of kinky black hair that was very conditioned and was probably still just of soft on top...
"I'm very sorry about your loss, Helen," said mr Perkins. "Thank you, sir," I said. "I still can't understand it. It's like a bad dream." "You need more time," he nodded. "You've been very brave throughout this whole ordeal, Helen. Very strong. The funeral was beautiful. Very touching. Your parents would have been proud of you." I couldn't answer him, my...
The plain white envelope lay face down on the doormat. She had not noticed it when she had first come downstairs for breakfast, so presumably the sound of the postman's arrival had been covered by the morning news on her radio. Short of time as usual, she grabbed her car keys from the stand and stooped to pick the letter up. Miss Gillian Jane Howerd. Nobody...
This is the second installment of 'The Arrangement' series. If you have time to leave me a comment or feedback please do so, so I can continue to grow as a writer and bring you great content. Thank you and I hope you enjoy! ***** I lifted myself off Luke, his cock popping out of my ass, and grabbed a blanket to cover myself. "No point in that baby, we've...
Thanks goes to oldnakeddad for his editing and suggestions and to Charlie, who is a neverending source of inspiration. ***** Charlie told me months ago he would turn me into his slut and, at the time, I felt repelled by the idea. The word "slut", with its charged meaning, was the last thing I wanted to become but, as I stood in the doorway and looked arou...
*** Lynne had tears in her eyes when Leif parked the car, and then gently escorted her onto the ferry. It was a local ferry, so it was rather small, and it only had a top and a bottom floor. It was lovely to Lynne to be able to get on this Ferry. She'd wanted to ride since she was a child, and never got around to it as a grown woman, when she was free and...
*Disclaimer: I don't own Jill or any references to the game Resident Evil. This may not be a story for any hardcore RE fans. I simply wanted to tell an erotic tale that took place after the events of RE5 and this is what came out. Please don't send me any angry messages saying "she would never do..." or whatever. Oh, and I know that there are bound to be spe...
This story picks up at the end of "Six Floors Down". I lied in bed thinking about my morning with my bikini girl. I knew it was real, but it just seemed too much like a fleeting memory. Almost like a ghost had swept in and, well, taken mind-blowingly good care of my penis. But, there was the promise of another round to sustain me. If she was serious about...
Derek thought back wistfully to the weekend he had spent with Mariana in New York. It was like remembering a dream. From the cafe to the park to the hotel, it bad been one long wet dream. That had been over a week ago now. He sat at his desk remembering and hoping no one needed anything at that moment, for his cock was at full mast. The time away had been e...
From Chapter 01: Michael and Amy are having breakfast the the campus café, after their American history class, and looking forward to a date tonight. Michael's regular girlfriend is out of town for a couple of weeks visiting her family. Amy as gone from pest to friend for Michael, as he realizes that she is a more complex person, than the pest he as always c...