Meet Joseph Marc Antoine, a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Joseph is a brother with something of a dilemma. Lots of brothers have a predilection for chasing White women, and that's far from uncommon. Still, Joseph's situation is fairly unique. He doesn't like today's lively, fearless and outgoing young White women w...
Before they went to the university together, Alice and Eric invited a few of their friends and family members to a picnic at their home. At that picnic, Art, a friend of Eric, and Dorothy (Dot), Alice’s mom, were introduced to each other. Art found Dot to be a beautiful elegant woman, about 5’ 3’’, 130 lb., who appeared to be younger than her 63 years age. S...
So Gramma and her friend have a habit of washing themselves in the creek that flows through our family's farm. I had seen this for years and thought nothing of it, though I always tried to watch them, being a horny 18 year old. It didn't matter to me that they were old or that one of them is my own Gramma. I've seen Gramma lift up her loose skirt and wash h...
"OH MY FUCKING GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!" Jamie Lee Curtis leans back, riding my fourteen inch cock, on my brown leather office sofa, while I look at some program notes my wife Kim Kardashian handed me when she walked in about two minutes ago. Jamie Lee's eyes roll back in her head, her body smack dab in the middle of a full body orgasmic spasm. My cock gets that...
NOTE: This is one of the ongoing chapters of me growing up in the Midwest in the late spring and early summer of 1971 before moving to AZ to live with my grandmother and attend college. All persons in this and any of my stories are of at least 18 years of age and the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These chapters cover the times that I w...
Phone rang early on Saturday morning; I was still asleep, it was my weekend off work and wanted a lay in. I wasn't going to answer it but when I looked at who was calling; it was my brother's home number. I answered the phone, "Hello," in a groggy morning voice. It was my brother's wife Tracey. Tracey was twenty-two and an athlete, a four hundred meter run...
(Ongoing series of stories about sexy older women who love using young studs as their cum-fed sex slaves!) * It was a beautiful day for a walk. Annabelle Shaw, 62, was a gorgeous, well kept and very powerful CEO of a Fortune 500 company, working hard and playing harder -- usually with one of a cadre of well-hung, cum-filled studs she had at her disposal,...
Ralph Henderson's finger trembled shyly at the doorbell button before he summoned the courage to punch it. He was about to meet his future in-laws. There was the sound of padded feet approaching the door. The door opened to display a well-preserved woman in her middle forties, clad informally in a flimsy nightgown. "You must be Ralph," she whispered in a...
Ok, this is my revised story, hopefully all the horrible grammar errors are gone as well as a few new things added. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. * The air was crisp as I walked down 7th avenue. The air was always crisp this time of year. It was especially cool this morning. I used to love walking in the mornings, it always made me feel heal...
Hello!! The fifth chapter is finally done!!! My super-editor HMEdits has helped me a lot!!! I want to thank him and also my readers, you've been the most supportive. Thank you for liking my work!! Enjoy!!! Marie * * * I didn't know what was going on with me. This was my fairy tale and the storm I expected was here. It had wrecked everything... maybe tha...