(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 1 "And for the rest of the day, we can look forward to more sunshine and great weather..." Weatherman Alan Westerman broadcasted from a high point overlooking the beautiful suburbs of Valley County. Over on crest road, a neighborhood filled with lush green tr...
I made it home and when I parked my car in the garage I almost wanted to masturbate sitting right there behind the wheel. I knew it would be better inside on my bed, so I quickly got out of the car and went inside. I had not taken three steps before my cell phone was ringing. I wondered if Richard was calling me, normally he calls me around 9 at night during...
Chapter Five © Lily Rockmore "Jay, is that you?" Even as Jay froze in his step, he prayed the voice didn't belong to whom he thought it belonged to. At first, he ignored it, turning back to the little Indian man who was ever so eager to sell him sugared peanuts. Jay passed the man a couple of loose change and the man shoveled several spoonfuls of nut...
Janet comes to a better understanding of herself. She is an intelligent woman and a capable professional but unfortunately a certain type of man just sees a tasty piece of meat. As a result she will also come to learn that a hot woman in this modern age can always use a wingman. Thanks for reading this and your comments are always welcome ~ The summer wore...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, developers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic materia...
Standing there in just underwear and heels, Cindy remembered back to the morning of her second day at work. Cindy had thought a lot that morning about what she should wear. The men she worked for had all enjoyed the dress she had worn for her first day, but she didn't have any other nice dresses and figured she couldn't wear a dress every day. Cindy knew s...
I met Stephanie Anne on my first day at college. We were attending freshman indoctrination and ended up sitting next to each other. I've never been shy and she was good looking so I immediately hit on her. We left indoctrination to go for a pizza and ended up back in my room where we practically ripped each other clothes off. Steph had my cock in her mouth b...
This is my own sequel to the story "Something We Have To Talk About" by nici. As you can see, it's a bit different from her conclusion to it. Susan will learn a hard lesson in the process. I am also borrowing SEVERUSMAX's idea in the next chapter of using the theme from the Bonnie Raitt "Let's Give 'Em Something To Talk About" for Jonathan and a new woman. I...
She knocked at the door, and he opened it, a tall man in his mid-forties, dark hair showing a few threads of silver at the temples, fair skin with a light tan, dark brows shadowing hooded eyes that looked her up and down for a moment. Stepping back, he pulled the door wider, and waved a hand in a tacit invitation to enter. She walked past him into the spaci...
It wasn't exactly how Jacqueline Montero envisioned that glorious, and long looked forward to day. Sitting among the throngs of assembled family members and well wishers beneath the early Spring sun in our Nation's Capital, Jacki joined countless other parents as they watched their children walk across the stage with their diplomas from Georgetown. Years ea...