Sometimes, I can't believe some of the things I do. Life is funny that way. My name is Kristina LaCroix. Used to be Kristina Latreille but I changed it to LaCroix, my birth name. Long story. I'm a third-year student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I Swim competitively for my school and I am quite good at it. I'm the only Black chick on...
The first time I laid eyes on Adam Guillot he was yelling at some old white guy in the swimming pool at school because the guy had something to say about his athletic abilities in the aquatic realm. I should mention that Adam is the only black member of the university swim team and he's used to people coming at him with various stereotypes but that day, he,...
Andy's back was damp with perspiration as Gene pulled her against him. Her hair was curling on her neck, her breathing still uneven and ragged. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close, whispering to her, thanking her for making him so completely happy. She blushed, suddenly shy and embarrassed. She had never behaved like that before, never said thos...
"Everything shits until it dies." ― Charles Bukowski Cuadrillas was high as fuck, as he dove into the Colorado River that brisk July evening. He didn't relish the idea of battling Great Whites, but what other recourse did he have? ATF was closin' faster than a desperate real estate agent. He'd caught wind of their presence around Lake Mead, and had narrow...
My eyes followed her every movement as she let her fingers slip beneath the waistband of her lacy teal panties, the lone article of clothing still clinging to her body. I took things one step further as I let my boxer briefs fall to the floor. Gripping my aroused cock loosely, I watched her glide her fingers behind the soaked fabric. I could only imagine how...
ACT 4: INTRODUCTIONS OF A SORT I stepped out onto the patio and into the warm air, as the afternoon sun began its waning decent into the western sky. Cracking open a cold beer, with a grimace, I watched Kat walk down into the clear blue water of the pool, her steps slow and deliberate. She glanced down and tapped her crotch, pressing the soft plastic piece...
Author's note: I think this works as a stand-alone. I get my lily white ass reamed by a big black bull in front of my wife, her friend and my swim team. Delicious humiliation! Mindy's moving day signaled a huge change in her life and the relationship I have with my wife, Debbie. That was the day we put on a real life show of me offering up my sissy ass wh...
Freshly showered, Taylor rummaged through his drawers, looking for his shortest pair of khaki shorts. He figured that Josh would be showing a lot of thigh, true to his exhibitionistic nature, and didn't want to seem less sexual than his new lover. His new lover, he thought to himself. He didn't feel guilty at all, or confused. He still knew where his attract...
Part Three The Revenge of Cody Thanks to HeyAll for the edit. Thomas Edward Scott, former Olympian, current head coach of the Ronald Reagan High School swim team (Reagan's Razors), knifed through the water with the ease of a shark. I still got it. His body parted the water as if it were air. Coach Scott took great pride in his body. A lot of it . . . too...
Part One Hot Afternoon * Dustin's cell phone rang early one blazingly hot August morning, waking him up with a jolt. "Hello?" came Dustin's raspy and groggy voice. "Hey Dustin! It's Tyler. I was just thinking. Ain't nothing happening and was wondering what's up with you?" Tyler was one of his best buds and lived a couple of streets over. "Just beating...