The name is Gunnery Jackson Gustave. My friends call me Gunn or Mr. G. The name Gunnery tends to give people pause because it sounds unusual. I don't know what the big deal is. What's in a name anyway? Oh, well. Anyhow, I am a tall and ruggedly handsome, newly out bisexual black man of Haitian-American descent in his early forties with some time to kill and...
This story, as are all stories, isn't written for everyone. If you enjoyed it, thank you very much and you're welcome, if not, thank you for visiting. ***** "A married couple moved into the house in back of ours about 10 months ago. Young, 26, 27, around there. Nice guy. Looked great in shorts when cutting the grass. I watched. Nice wife too, in shorts she...
It is Amazing What the Power of Suggestion will Do. ************* A shorter two part story that is the last of some that I realize were all too predictable. This one has a bit of hypnosis / mind control. Final part finishing up Ellen's Massive Program of Changes. ********* Part 2: Finishing the Program Ellen had by now become very accepting of the weekl...
I said I had an idea or two, but the truth be told, I had no more ideas than I had come left in my body. That whole escapade was more overwhelming than I think either of us realised. That said, I understood what was going on here, it was an indulgence on her part to let me know she still wanted to have me - and that this new dimension to us wouldn't redefin...
My name is Elisabeth Shay. I'm a five-foot-ten, thick-bodied, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman living in Atlanta. I'm a plump black female who is damn proud of her shape. My skin is dark brown. I like my women how I like my chocolate, hot and black. Unlike some losers who are always whining about their size and wishing they were small...
I woke up that night at 3:30 in the morning and my boner was raging. I wasn't used to sleeping next to a girl in a thong and one of my t-shirts. It felt pretty good. Of course, that wasn't the only part of the scenario. Gabby had told me that she cheated on me. She didn't have his number, but I wondered about other things. Facebook. Instagram. Snapchat. I...
Yes, I can tell you. * * * They moved our group up to the fourth floor a few months ago, remember? I sit on the outside aisle now. He'd walk by to the coffee station every once in a while, always saying hello to everyone, including me that first day. He was easy with everyone, even the twenty-somethings. I guess his thirty-five...I found that out later...m...
Chapter 1 I was down in Arizona for a few weeks for training for my new job. I wasn't very familiar with the Phoenix area. I am a social person, so not knowing anyone left me feeling a little down, and I wanted to do something fun and meet some people. My boyfriend Mike was going to come visit, but was unable to make it. I'd heard through the grapevine tha...
Hassan Amponsah, hailing from the City of Accra, Ghana, is a longtime resident of Ontario, Canada. The six-foot-three, burly and dark-skinned, ruggedly handsome West African brother is a University of Ottawa alumnus and works for the KPMG corporation as a tech. The brother loves his job and makes good money. WHast could be more chill than that? Lots of ladi...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination. This story should have enough facts for you to use yo...