Life had never been better. I had just moved to a new city, landed a high-paying job with a prestigious firm of designers, found myself a plush apartment, and bought myself a sports car. The people I worked with were all friendly and considerate, and the atmosphere was terrific. I had a great cabin with a superb view, with just one other table - waiting to...
PART TWO: An All-New Black Beauty This was almost the final straw for my overtaxed brain, and I believe I did start making somewhat foolish and helpless noises as I tried to deal with this extra twist in the day's already twisted events. While I stood there and gibbered uselessly, the woman smiled in a benevolent, amused fashion, and then she suddenly rolle...
Jess watched out the window at her new neighbor Pat with her two adopted older kids Kara and Jeff. She had just met Pat the other day and had talk with her for a while before Kara had call out the window for Pat to come in. Jess had thought it was strange that Pat had adopted two older black kids but even stranger that Pat broke off her conversation immediat...
Swartz, Bond & Lewis is a fixture in West Hartford Center. The 78-year-old jewelry store was the oldest in greater Hartford area. Their customers included the beautiful people. Customers who demanded top quality jewelry and service and are willing to pay for it. Forty-six year old Gloria Bond owned the store. She took over the day-to-day operations after her...
This story is part of a series of short stories I wrote about Anita and her boyfriend Jason. This is someway into their relationship, but if you enjoy I will post others in the series. Anita walked through the house making sure everything was ready for the return of her boyfriend Jason and his friend Gary. Having decided she wanted to have sex with them aga...
Preface: This story is based on my actual experiences, though names and a few locations have been changed for the privacy of the parties involved. This is my first attempt at writing erotica, so please be kind. * College is a liberating time in any person's life, but certainly more so for a young woman. Like so many other young women, college was a time of...
When will the world finally allow us seemingly ordinary people to be free to be you and me, I wonder? Probably the day after never. My name is Minerva Tremblay and I'm a young French Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Five-foot-eleven, lean and athletic but curvy, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, I look like a supermodel but I am a num...
In 2017 A.D. the world as ordinary men and women know it ended. For you see, thousands of years into the past, the Inhumans roamed the world. The things that Africans called the Orishas, what ancient Hebrews called Angels, what the Pagans called Gods, Goddesses, Monsters and Giants. The bad news is that all of these things are real. Everything from centaur...
It was the story of Riya, a twenty-five-year-old divorced woman. She shared her with me, six days ago and I was impressed with her way of narration. (So will be in her narration). I was twenty-three years old and married happily to Steve (name Changed). We had a very healthy sex life with regular fuck sessions, giving me orgasms on a regular basis. The onl...
After the first month that Kiki moved into my home, she decided to rent her house and, after some haggling with the association president, did so. Needless to say, it was quickly snapped up, the market in our development was that good. Every Sunday, Kiki had phoned her sister-in-law, Edith, who lived in Pennsylvania. I couldn't help but overhear some of th...