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...
This story was written in collaboration with a friend, J. Thanks for a great process! The series will contain humiliation, BDSM, consensual slavery and lots of fucking. -- ANOTHER SIDE BET Meanwhile, in Rachael's crowded dorm room on the far side of campus, the newcomers are planning their strategy. The stakes are high already, and tensions are mounting....
Thank you for reading my stories. This is the first in a series about the coming of age of Jeff. This initial chapter is a set-up piece so please bear with the length as I introduce a few characters, all of whom are over the age of 18-years-old. If you like it, please provide a rating and any comments! *** We live in a fairly affluent section of our city,...
"I'm thinking about joining the swim team," Mike announced over dinner one night. The mere mention of a high school swim team brought back a flood of memories for Dana, Mike's mom. She had first met Todd, Mike's dad, during their senior year in high school when he was on the swim team. Mike had been a late bloomer nearly all his life. Throughout his first...
It all started when our head Cheerleader, Carol, got a mysterious note in the mail. The Turkey River Jr. College Cheerleaders, wanted to make an unusual bet on the football game with Charleston Tech. It sounded like a sure thing that would be exciting, especially since our team had been on a winning streak this year. Winning streak was an understatement, no...
SUNDAY Since it was Sunday and his time was technically up, Ty let Cori sleep on the way back to Darien. Normally, however, Cori had no dress requirements on Sundays, but for the ride home, Ty had her wear only heels and her string bikini. Even if he wasn't going to fuck her any more, he could still enjoy the scenery on the drive home. Even as she slept, he...
As far as he knew it started with a simple flirt. A comment was made by Megan, our training manager, about stuffy executives as she passed by my office on her way to a meeting. Heading to the same meeting, I exited behind her and joined the conversation with something playful like "I think you'd find me pretty open-minded." She slowed her pace, breaking from...
Me and George continued to meet up, as well as Tristen but he started to stop texting me or calling me. When I asked George he would just say, "Oh don't worry your pretty little head..." Eventually he told me, we meet down this small alleyway in his car, Tristen took a one time payment for me, to George... George had BOUGHT me from Tristen! That dick! Geo...
Author note: This one doesn't get straight into the action, and if you're looking to get straight into the pumping, best to go for some of my other works. I enjoyed making the characters' interactions reveal more about their motivations and personalities, rather than get straight into the 'let's just fuck' vibe. Once again, no editor so apologies for any mis...
I got out of my truck and sauntered over to the stands. Today our college baseball team was playing in the regional finals. My friends and I had decided to come out and support the team, as we often did. Today we were all wearing jeans, flip flops and sports bras. Why, may you ask, in the hell were we wearing sports bras? Well that should be obvious. We had...