Note: This story is entirely made up and is for entertainment purposes only. Copyright 2003 by LadysMan. She walks through the airport, prim and proper. People stop and stare but she continues to walk past them. Her high heels, skirt, and blouse show that she has wealth and taste. She is very well known. Whitney Houston, a very famous singer. She stands in...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. * Carla was a very beautiful 5'9" 38, year old blond woman, very busty with full curves a...
In India, a discussion between the husband and wife is different from what happens in the USA or Europe. So, the phrase 'we need to talk' means a dialogue on the daily routine of life, children, in-laws, other relatives and seldom about 'us.' Talking about 'us' is taboo and talking about sex is like 'bioterrorism.' Plus, the language is a great barrier. We...
Mr. M gave reminders of his existence in the kitchen only occasionally with the clicking of metal on ice. Mrs. M busied herself for so long over the incense that Frederick felt his eyelids droop. Her back arched inward as she leaned away and a slice of pale skin appeared between her midnight-blue blouse and her pants. Unbidden, an image of wrapping his hands...
Cold as the night was, I didn't notice. Only that your presence was near as I walked towards the bass hard thumping sounds coming from the front of the club. A hole in the wall club it was as well, which was perfect since I didn't want to socialize anyway. My agenda, mission, goal was to break out of the cocoon I had layered around myself for the past few mo...
Note: Each of the characters here is 18 or above. ***** With Gabriella firmly in her crosshairs, Emma stomped her way downstairs. She didn't have any sort of plan, she didn't even know what she was going to do once her best friend was in her sight. She hoped her instincts wouldn't drive her to do something that would lead to her being on tomorrow's 8 a.m....
I eased my fingers out of Jane's pussy and sat on the bed cross-legged. The pains of guilt were too strong for me to ignore, and I knew God was convicting me. Jane opened her eyes and met my faraway stare with raised eyebrows. "What's wrong, Emily?" she asked. "This is the third time we start to play and God speaks to me. He doesn't want me doing this anym...
Let me introduce myself, I'm Nate. Actually my parents named me Nathaniel, but it never stuck with me. Family, friends and everyone else calls me Nate. First, let's get the statistics out of the way. I'm 5'11," weigh 167 pounds, have brown hair, blue eyes, and I would consider myself physically fit despite my lack of any exercise regimen. I graduated from c...
Chapter 18 "Changes upon Changes" Martin rolled over on his side hugging his pillow trying desperately to fall asleep. Though the curlers that Leanne had tightly wound in his hair for the night were very uncomfortable and trying to position his head to sleep in them was exhausting, it was the events of the day weighed heavily on his mind and kept him awake...
Passion in James County XIII Nancy's Quest By D.C. Roi Chapter thirteen On a Friday evening a few weeks later, Nancy sat in her living room trying to watch TV. She was home alone. Her husband had gone on a weekend hunting trip with some of his friends and her kids were enjoying a weekend visit with their grandparents. As she stared at the images on the...