For over two years now, the bisexual Haitian-American male known as Samuel Xavier had been pleading with his tall, curvy and sexy African-American dominatrix, Kia Holbrook, also known as Mistress Kia or simply Lady K, to turn him into a submissive Sissy slut like he was born to. For the dominant Black woman, doing something this drastic to a Black man wasn't...
Being a divorced mother of two had its ups and downs, and today was no exception for 39-year old Amy Hunter. Work had been particularly hectic and she hadn't been able to get away from the office until 6:00, which meant she had to rush home to get ready for her date at 7:30. In the five years since her divorce, Amy had gone out with only a handful of men and...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this is supposed to be erotic fiction but it's difficult trying to shoehorn regular smatterings of sordid sex into a post apocalypse story about saving the world and keep it credible. Apologies for the previous episode being a bit, ahem ... dry. Hope this one, that begins days after Chapter 12, sates your appetite. I mean no disrespect...
Nine year old Amy Peters stood in the cold, dirty snow, trying her best to stay warm and finish for snowman before Mom called her inside for dinner. "I hope I can get it done. I wanta surprise Mommy," she said with teeth chattering from the cold, winter air. She scrapped every single flake from the yard into a small pile next to the drooping snowman. "I hope...
I would like to thank 'tchr' for his editing which is a big job because of my poor grammar. I also thank everyone who left comments and emailed me. At this time I apologize for the switch from the first person in part one to the third in part two. This part is primarily from Laura's point of view. If that bothers you just skip this part and proceed directly...
Warning: This is a tragic romance. A big thank you to my editor, Blackrandl1958. ****************** I liked to be alone. I lived alone, and I wanted to stay that way. I was off the grid as much as possible. I enjoyed being all alone and hidden away in Brooklyn, in New York City. I used a false name, and I paid my rent in cash. The landlord liked it; I susp...
This is a fictional account. Suzie woke Monday morning, got ready, ate a light breakfast to watch her diet, and walked to the bus stop to meet Janie. It was a great spring day and April had arrived. She was also happy because the bathroom scale showed her down three pounds already in one weekend. She had selected one of her short skirts and low cut blouses...
Here we are...the start.So...what do you want to be?What's next? Brother Son What's next? Brother Son...
Ray Barone had the look of a worried and troubled man. He stood, his legs a little unsteady beneath him with his hand tightly gripping onto the balustrade at the head of the stairs dressed in a bath robe. His face was unshaven, his hair dishevelled and wildly unkempt as if he had just woken from a six month winter hibernation. He ran his free hand over his f...
"Dave, David wake up Dave" as I began hearing whispers. "What the heck are you doing man? Shit, I heard her say, you are gonna get in heap of trouble" as I began turning my heard around looking at Jessica. "Huh, what oh shit" I replied, "did I fall" but she put her hand over my mouth before I finished my sentence. Jessica always seemed to sense when somethi...