My name is Malice Jackson. Friends call me M.J. I am a black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I work at the all-new Local Public Library. I'm in the backroom of the Archives Department. It's a boring job but someone has to do it. By night, I am a sexually adventurous super freak who does anything she can to satisfy her very twiste...
Over the years since my first two unplanned events, I've had many more that I did plan. I won't bore you with most of them because they were the usual sort of things - naked sunbathing on a deserted or semi-deserted beach and on my patio and deck. More skinnydipping, etc. Mostly fun and not very intense or daring things. However, during this time ther...
This story happened 20 years ago. It is narrated by the son. The political condition between our country and our neighbors was boiling. Talks of an upcoming invasion filled the air. Our village was situated on the border of the two countries so the villagers were always waiting for any piece of news on the fragile peace between our two countries. I was bor...
Chapter 02: Café Girl Artist Girl and her lover, Asian Guy, were sitting in the cafe where they had their first date. At least she thought they were lovers, and she hoped they could be even more. Asian Guy, however, didn't seem to get the hint. He was eying the girl that worked at the cafe appreciatively. Cafe Girl was wearing a pair of snug fitting jeans t...
This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** "Well, I think that's the last of it," Jamie s...
My name is John Doe, and I've got a strange fetish. I first began to comprehend this fetish when my wife Hannah and I were first dating. The exact details of how it all happened I don’t know, and it’s essential to the arrangement that I never find them out. We weren't exclusive when we first started going on dates and fooling around. Aside from my dick, whis...
With Penny's new job and me working all hours, the housework was beginning to get on top of us a little. It wasn't that things were actually dirty, it was just the everyday chores that neither I or my wife seemed to have time for. I had to admit that, before Penny started her new job, I used to enjoy coming home dog-tired to find a nice meal waiting for me....
DONALD I had the sneaking suspicion that my wife wasn't playing it straight with me about this new personal aerobics trainer she'd hired to come to the house every Thursday to give her a full impact work-out. She stressed to me over and over again that she needed someone to show her the proper techniques of how to do them, without hurting herself. We've b...
This is a continuation of an earlier story I posted entitled Rekindling an Old Flame With Henry. To enhance this story, the reader may wish to read that one first. *** Henry seemed to be quite an expert at being sneaky. He was, after all, a detective for the sheriff's department. He always seemed to know where his wife was at all times, and reminded me in...
After twenty years of marriage I can't think of a single thing that annoys me about my wife. There is really nothing that bothers me enough to change anything about her. Anything that is except the fact that she snores when she sleeps. She denies it, especially when I tell her how loud she is and the fact that I can't get to sleep if she beats me into bed a...