My wife, Susan, and I were planning a very sexy night out in New York City in connection with a trip to the city I had to make on business. Susan, in her mid-30s, is at the height of her sexuality, and looks phenomenal. Skinny, 20" waist, 32" small, but very curved and attractive, boobs, black hair and generally looks great. We were staying in mid-town, and...
Nearing the end of a sunny day in mid June somewhere west of Chicago on I-80. As the Ford Flex continued its long journey to Las Vegas she changed the radio from the fading FM channel they had been listening to, over to the music they brought with them. Selecting a sultry tune by Ali Farka Toure and Ry Cooder she shifted in her seat, closed her eyes and felt...
(This is something that has been going through my head for a while now. I have placed it in the Romance section as it is a letter about love. Please remember that this is a work of fiction.) ~~~~~~~~ To my darling, As I write this the sun is setting. The sky is a wondrous picture of pink & gold. The clouds are thin lines of colours that could never be imi...
It happened at a party soon after I moved back to France having spent years abroad with my parents and at the university. I really didn't know anyone at the party very well. They were going to play a board game which was a complicated combination of trivia, dice and cards with the sexes competing against each other. Each side would roll the dice which woul...
He lie very still in the tall grass. How many hunts had he been on? How much time had he spent, lying in wait, patiently, ready to strike as the moment came clear. Enough. Enough to make him the leader of today's hunting party. Enough that tonight he would choose his spoils. Any woman in the village would be his, when they returned with this bounty, as was t...
This is part 2 in a 3 part series If you've not read part one I suggest you go back and read it first then part 2 From part one: I feel you fill me with your hot cum and I moan that "I'm almost there" "don't stop"" Harder" The pleasure is so much more than I could have expected. I reach the peak of my climax "I'm cummming" I scream out as my body begins to...
The name is Peterson Samson. I'm a young black man living in the state of Massachusetts. Today, I turned twenty. My boys from the school football team got me a nice gift. A black leather jacket with red buttons. It's gonna look good on me once the New England winter comes in. I'm originally from Atlanta City in Georgia, so I've basically never seen snow befo...
Steeves Volmar Cherenfant here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Haitian-American writer, college student and activist living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Also known as the City of Champions. The heat is blazing and like every other Brockton resident out there this summer, I'm just trying to have some fun. The Brockton Fair Grounds, located not far...
Her name is Sophie. I can't now remember how we first got together, but the relationship we had suited us both. I was a town DJ and she was a regular that sometimes worked behind the bar. We were fuck buddies. We tried going on a date once, but we realised the only thing we had in common was that we liked to fuck each other. If she was out on the town w...
My name is Jericho Stanford. I'm a six-foot-tall and rather good-looking young black man living in rural Virginia. I am originally from New York, but ever since I won myself an academic scholarship to an elite Virginian school, I've been living there. The only thing I missed about New York was my boyfriend Manny. My tall, good-looking and well-endowed chocol...