Author's note: This tale is fiction, deeply inspired by lululuvsblack in the Story Ideas forum - thanks! All sex is of legal age. The author knows diddly-shit about voodoo but that did not slow me down. Enjoy the story. ***** Sweet Voodoo To You, Too ***** Achebe was a towering figure. He was big. He was black. He was strong. He was studly. He was very, v...
Do I think about sex all the time? Definitely not...I mean, no, not from the moment I wake up until the second I fall asleep. If I have been satisfied the night before, I mean really sucked and fucked well, I might not even think about it until work. Invariably, some hunk will come across my path there though. There are heaps within HSBC's sprawling complex....
-This story is heavy narrative. If you want to skip past some of the set up simply find the ~~~Break~~~ in the story. Also if you don't like foot fetish themes, this might not be for you. The days were long gone that I could just run around a play. I wanted nothing more than to just take a few days off and relax at home, a cold one in my hand and the...
750: A Fat Girl Waiting To Happen "You see, hon, if I ever fall in love again and find happiness, I'll be a fat girl waiting to happen." Tina grinned at me, but her eyes stayed sad. I knew she had gone through hell. Her husband had turned into a addict, lost his job, sponged off her, spending every dime she made to feed his habit and wouldn't even watch hi...
She had always been a perfect young lady. She attended the local Catholic High School, where she never missed a day and was an A student. She was always a good girl; Her parents were proud. Her route home from school each day led her past a pharmacy. Walking in, she made her usual purchase of Polaroid film. The cashier accepted her cash and put the receipt...
The woman was sprawled in the middle of the lane. Peter Sheperd had to slam the brakes on to avoid running her over. The car stopped with a screech. He cried out with relieve and stared at his trembling hands. Then he thought that there was probably no difference if he had run her over or not. The woman seemed to be dead already. She was lying motionless on...
"Are we there yet?" yelled a boisterous 18-year-old as he tugged on the seatbelt that was starting to leave marks on his neck. "Soon," replied a boy, merely a year older, as his impatient fingers rattled along the steering wheel. His entire body was clammy as he fidgeted around in his seat, trying to brush off his mild frustration. "Any minute now, honestly...
A continuation of Friends go swimming... Notes: Second submission, Please read Friends go swimming before you read this. I am very pleased with how the first story turned out. I could never do this without your support and advice. Seriously, I thought my first story would be hated and I would be so disappointed, I thought wrong. Well here is the story; ther...
A bright, sunny afternoon in Los Angeles had faded into a cool, cloudy night. After a day of studio work that started when the sun rose, Anna Kendrick left the building and looked up at the dark sky as the clock passed ten. "Another day gone," she thought to herself as she walked towards her Honda Accord. "You've been reliable but this girl needs a thrill,"...
Chapter 08 -- Claiming her prize I was still having mixed emotions about my encounter with Lisa as my week rolled on. I was completely unsure how to feel. Of all the women and encounters the game had brought me, I had never felt this uncomfortable or stressed. I wanted to be upset with myself, but for some reason could not be. It was, after all, Leslie's ga...