John and I have known each other since we were kids at school, where each of us had acquired a kind of hero status amongst our classmates for jacking off during French. For our checkered history of misdemeanors, we had long been banned from sitting together. The principal had seated us at desks on opposite sides of the classroom. We took fiendish delight i...
The auditorium was resplendent in green and red streamers and silver bells and papier-maché ornaments of every color, and the student volunteers were all in great spirits as they made the final preparations for dress rehearsal the next day. As Patti surveyed her charges and their lovely work for the Christmas pageant, she was almost happy. The melancholy tha...
CHAPTER 1 Peeling apples, Jess Jason, looking down the driveway, called, "Mom Billie's coming up the driveway now and she'd got someone with her... a guy." "What guy?" Nancy asked, coming into the kitchen. Her younger daughter didn't know and so didn't answer. "I asked you a question." Not answering, Jess smiled and continued peeling while looking down...
(I once heard a story from the friend of a friend and can't verify its authenticity, but it sounds like it can be true. I have the story on audiotape, so I will write it down and let you be the judge.) ***** The lights flickered, casting shadows along the wall. I yawned, watching my large black breasts raise higher as I stretched my arms. I was naked?...
Day Two ADRIANNA I awoke from the best sleep I'd had in recent memory. I pulled the tangled mess of hair from my face, inundating my sinuses with the sweet smell of Furia's morning skin. She was lying on her back, her cute little snores whistling from her, her fat cock standing at full mast from her womanly thighs. What a sight to wake to. I admired it fo...
Summary: White college girl succumbs to black therapist and... Note: This is a story occurring around the same time as A PERFECT FALL: A SUBURBAN MOM, where Becky's mother Jessica Jamieson tells the story of her fall from being a bored wife, to becoming a submissive slut to black pussy and cock. This retelling is the story from Becky's point of view, focus...
Morning came to my house and I felt pleasure explode through my body. Two soft, wet muscular organs trailed up and down my cock with great fervor. Due to my drowsiness, it took me a moment to collect myself given the dream that had taken a hold of me. I opened my eyes. A brief haze flew over me, but that soon cleared up and I stared at the marvelous sigh...
This is my entry for the Christmas story contest. I hope that some of you might enjoy it. 'Tis the Season... I love Christmas. Everyone is always so happy and jolly. There always seems to be endless supply of parties, that are filled with gift giving, eating and drinking. The holiday season is time of the year, when the American dream of overindulgence, at...
It was a pleasant late summer Saturday evening and I was sitting out on my front porch, enjoying a beer and my beautiful neighborhood. It's a well-established area, with older, quality homes with large lots. All built before the tract-home trend, no two alike. It is a mix of long-term folks with a spattering of younger families. I've lived here for about sev...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along. Thank you. ***** There were days I'd certainly wore more into work than just a jacket and heels, but it didn't matter to me all that much this morning. I walked i...